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She bats her eyes at me and licks her lips. I immediately grow hard, and I need to get us away from the infirmary as quickly as possible. I pick her up bridal style and carry her out and to my bedroom. I don’t put her down until I reach my bed.
She looks around the room carefully and curiously.
“Surprisingly clean,” she finally assesses. “Wanna dirty it up?”
I do, desperately, but I don’t want to push her. After all, she’s still readjusting to her body. She was complaining about how stiff and sore she felt. I don’t want to make her feel worse.
“You’re doing that thing where you overthink,” she accuses.
I sigh heavily and lean down, kissing her gently. “I think maybe we should try to take it slow. You’re in a fragile state right now.”
She fixes me with an annoyed look and pulls me down onto the bed with her. When I’m lying on my back, she climbs on top of me and holds me down with her hands. “I’m not as fragile as you think,” she purrs. Then she leans down and places her lips close to my ears. “In fact, I’m going to show you exactly how not fragile I am.”
She climbs off me and readjusts so she’s positioned near my waist. I’m straining hard against my pants, and I know it’s obvious to her. She looks up at me wickedly and unbuttons my jeans, torturously taking her time to free me from the denim.
When she has me bare in front of her, she leans down and takes my tip into her mouth. She swirls her tongue against it in a long, slow circle, causing my eyes to roll back into my head. Her lips are so warm, and her touch is perfect. This is one thousand times better than our moment in the basement.
“Fuck, you taste good,” she moans before pulling me as far into her mouth as she can. Her hand plays a lazy pattern against my sac, and I can’t help the sounds that escape my lips. She’s driving me wild. I curl my hand into her hair as she carefully sucks and nips.
I look down and watch her as she stares up at me seductively. It’s the sexiest fucking thing I’ve seen in my life. She fucks me hard with her mouth, her tongue doing delicious things to my cock. The world goes black for a moment, and I come inside her mouth, unable to control my orgasm to pull out. She sucks it down hungrily, like it’s her favorite drink in the world.
“Okay,” I groan out, completely spent. “You aren’t fragile. Fuck, you’re strong as an ox. Now come here.”
I hold my arms out, and she crawls into them, pressing her body to mine. I can’t stop touching her, can’t stop running my hands through her hair and over every part of her exposed skin. She’s real and alive and here. I won’t let her go for as long as I live. Or at least for as long as she’ll have me.
She presses her lips against mine, and we lie there for a long time, lazily kissing and getting our fill of each other. I’ll never be able to get enough of her. Now that I finally have the chance to hold her and touch her and love her the way I want to, I’ll never stop finding ways to enjoy her.
CHAPTERTHIRTY-ONE
Two Weeks Later
“Fuck, Hex, that feels so good.” Juliana moans as I kiss slowly down her body. We’ve barely left the bed in two weeks, but I keep discovering new ways to bring her pleasure. She pants and cries out as I wrap my arms around her knees and pull them apart.
“Don’t stop,” she commands breathlessly as I kiss her inner thigh, teasing her.
I run my tongue down her soft flesh, creating wet patterns on her skin. I nip and suck on the supple flesh there, marking her. She writhes against me, aching for a deeper touch. I know where she wants me, but I haven’t finished my exploration of her body. I want to leave my mark on every inch of her.
“Please,” she repeats over and over. “Don’t make me beg.”
That’s exactly what I want from her. I want her to beg me to taste her. I want her to crave me so badly that when I finally slip my tongue inside her, she nearly passes out from the pleasure. I want her to repeat my name like a prayer on her lips.
She writhes wildly, but I hold her legs apart, putting pressure on them so she can’t kick me. She growls in frustration. She’s ready. She’s been dripping on the sheets for several minutes, aching for me.
I slowly lower my mouth over her sensitive flesh, hungrily lapping up the juices from her swollen pussy lips. She arches her back and moans, but I’ve barely touched her. Not where she needs me. With my fingers, I slowly part and lick her sensitive flesh. I run my tongue in a slow circuit down her slit, spreading her bare in front of my eyes.
“So good,” she murmurs, one hand draped over her eyes and the other clutching the bedsheets.
We haven’t even entered the neighborhood ofgoodyet. I move my mouth back up to her sensitive bud, sucking and nipping at her swollen clit. The scream she releases could shatter windows. I see now why Pocus recommended I soundproof my room. I make her desperate and wild.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck,” she pants underneath me. She’s close.
I slip a single finger inside her as deeply as it will go and curve it, massaging her G-spot as I play with her clit. She can barely contain herself, nearly jumping off the bed from the force of the orgasm that rips through her. It was a good one, but I can give her a better one. I can make her last longer.
She comes down slowly, winding her fingers through my hair and pulling at me to meet her at the head of the bed. She kisses me hard, her tongue darting into my mouth to taste herself on my lips. This is her favorite part, exploring me as I’ve explored her. She always wants a taste after I’ve gone down on her.
I kiss her back, my hands roaming over her body to squeeze and pinch and tease. She wraps her legs around my waist and presses against me, letting me know she’s ready for another round. I’m beyond ready to acquiesce. I need to fuck her like I need air to breathe. I want to bury myself inside of her so deeply until I don’t know where she ends and I begin.
She pulls back and grins at me wickedly before pushing me back. Then she turns under me, and I sit on my heels as she positions herself on her hands and knees. She loves it rough. She loves when I pull on her hair and fuck her like a savage. She says it makes her feel wild and alive.
