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Avery’s finger just sits there, letting me adjust to the intrusion. With my cheek on the pillow, I watch him lean forward, his tongue gliding through my drenched folds, and when I moan, he pushes in a little bit more, drawing that cry right out of me.
He pulls his face back, licking at his gleaming lips. “You’re doing so good, baby. Up to my second knuckle now.”
“Only the second?” The high pitch of my voice does nothing to disguise my apprehension. How can I possibly take any more of this? There’s nowhere left for him to go. “I can’t. I-I-I can’t.”
He smiles at me. It’s soft and sweet, oddly reassuring. I love that he gives me all sides of him. “You can.”
With his free hand, Avery grips my left hip and starts rocking me slowly over the toy. The pressure of the sucking, hard and fast, is so drastically different from Avery’s gentle touch, the sweep of his lips over my pussy as my juices flow freely. All of it, together, shakes my body until my eyes fall closed, teeth pressing into my lower lip in an attempt to still its quiver.
“Look at me, baby.” It’s a quiet command, but a command no less. When my gaze finds his, so intensely penetrating that I swear he can see right through me, he asks, “Are you ready?”
“I…I don’t know.”
“Relax, baby. ’Kay? Take a deep breath and let it out.”
I search his eyes, warm and rich, like melted chocolate. When I nod, his chest expands with an inhale and I follow suit, trying to keep my breath steady and deep. We deflate at the same time, his finger filling me so completely. Pain slices through me for only a moment before it’s quickly replaced by pleasure as he rocks my hips slowly and his mouth drops between my thighs. My clit cramps with need, the need to release, and when his tongue lashes over me, sucking me into his mouth, pushing inside, I know I won’t be able to hold on much longer.
Avery owns every part of my body and I’m okay with that. There’s nobody else I want to share it with.
When he raises his head and our gazes lock, he slowly withdraws his finger, and for a moment, I think that’s it. It’s over. I did it.
But then he pushes back in, plunging slowly, gently. My lips part with a breathy sigh, a whimper, a moan. It all comes out of me as my fingers tighten, clutching at the pillows, the sheets, my own freaking hair. I’m grabbing onto anything I can reach, holding on for dear life while Avery brings me higher than I’ve ever been before.
My body makes the unconscious decision to take over. My hips start moving with their own rhythm, rolling and pushing, grinding down against the small toy, my ass back into his hand. Every nerve ending is alive, vibrating, trembling with desire. I can’t breathe, can’t speak. All I can do is enjoy this moment, the way Avery gives me pleasure I never thought possible.
“Fucking Christ,” Avery breathes out in a husky voice that tingles my spine. “You’re fucking breathtaking, Claire. Wildly beautiful.” I feel the bed shift when he moves, feel his warm breath tickle my neck. “How does it feel?”
“S-s-s-sooo…ohhh…”
He chuckles lowly in my ear as his finger keeps moving, stretching, taking, possessing every damn inch of me. He presses a lingering kiss to my shoulder. “I want you to come for me, baby. You’re ready, I can feel it. Just hold on one more minute though, ’kay?”
One more minute? It seems impossible, but by now I know that I’ll do anything for him, or at least try my damnedest. Still, as his pace quickens, as his finger plunges deeper, I know I’m walking a fine line, like a thread about to snap.
And then two fingers spear my other entrance, filling me in a way I’ve never been filled before, and I gasp, head snapping up off the pillows as he moves a steady, fast rhythm, in and out, in and out, claiming me as his with his fingers.
“I can’t!” I scream out as I tighten around his fingers, bringing him deeper. “I can’t-can’t-caaan’t! Can’t…ohhh…wait!”
“Come,” is all he says, and I do. I come so hard, my body thrashing violently as I try to get closer and further away all at once.
“Five!” I shriek, loud as hell. “That’s five!”
Pulling out of me, Avery’s fingers dig into my hips so roughly I think I’ll have perfect handprints there in a few hours. He yanks me up to my knees and smashes me back against his chest as he sends the toy flying across the room.
“Let’s go for six,” he growls in my ear before lifting me up and slamming me down on his cock, and my vision goes black, save for the stars shooting across the dark sky of my vision.
Avery Beck sends me straight to the moon, and when I erupt around him, my climax rippling through my body like the tremors of an earthquake, we collapse together on the bed, sweaty and breathless, wrapped up in each other, just the way we’re meant to be.
I turn in his arms—a near impossible feat as our skin sticks together—and take his face in my hands, gazing up at the man I love as I tell him how wrong he is.
“And you’re wrong, by the way. You already own a piece of me that nobody else ever has.” Confusion slashes his features and I climb onto his lap. “I thought I knew what love was. I thought I was in love with Aaron, and maybe I did love him in some way. But the truth is, I had no idea what real, genuine, true love felt like until you came into my life. I’ve never loved anyone the way I love you. My heart is yours, Avery. It belongs to you and only you.”
The sweetest softness flickers in his eyes. He pushes my damp hair off my face, his thumb sweeping over my cheek, tracing the shape of my lips.
“You own my fucking heart, Claire Thompson. All of it. It’s yours. I’m yours.”
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CHAPTER FIFTY
