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He’s kissing me.
Holy shit. He’s kissing me.
He pulls back slightly, his breath hot against my ear. Those strong hands cut into my waist. His breathing grows ragged. He stays silent for what feels like an eternity.
“I knew it was a mistake,” he eventually says, his voice thick and husky. “I knew it was a mistake to let you touch me.”
“Please don’t stop,” I rasp.
His head jerks up, those dark eyes almost wild as they roam my face. “I want to stop. I want to stop so badly, but I can’t. I fucking can’t.” His big fingers thread into my hair before tightening into a fist, yanking my head back. The tingles of pain make me cry out as pleasure rushes into my belly.
“God, forgive me,” he whispers.
His lips crash against mine, and he devours my mouth. He kisses me like I’ve never been kissed before. Like I’m sustenance.
Like he’ll die if he doesn’t have me now.
His mouth roams everywhere—my cheeks, my neck, even my eyelids. He grips my waist, and a moment later, my body grows weightless. He sets me on the cold bathroom sink and lifts the skirt of my dress. He stares between my legs with wild eyes.
“Oh, fuck.” He winces as if in pain. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”
I let out a whimper.
“I’m going to worship you.” He gets down on his knees. His large hands settle on my legs, and he presses a kiss against my inner thigh. The warmth of his lips sends a tingle straight to the spot between my legs that aches to be filled. I moan and move restlessly against him.
His warm breath tickles my pussy as he pulls my panties to the side. And then he’s there, his warm tongue rubbing up and down my clit. My hips flail from side to side, and he grips my hips to still me.
“Be my good girl,” he whispers against my clit. “Let me love you.”
Love. The word curls through my body like a vine seeking the light.
He slips a finger inside of me, and I clench around him. The groan that emanates from his chest sounds almost like a roar.
“So tight. My sweet girl.” His lips brush against my aching clit as he thrusts a second finger inside of me. I clench around him, arching my back. He adds a third finger, and my hips curl upward helplessly. I whimper, and he presses his mouth to my clit, sucking. My body begins to shudder, and I let out a low, mewling cry.
“That’s it, my girl.” He flicks his tongue against my clit. “You’re mine.”
Mine. A magical word coming from his lips.
“Yes!” I moan.
He pulls away, and I whimper at the loss of his hot mouth. His big palm pats my thigh. “Look at me. Now.”
My eyes fly open to meet his predatory gaze. “You’re going to come for me, and you’ll keep your eyes on me while you do it.”
“Yes.”
He squeezes my thigh. “Yes, what?”
“Yes, sir.”
He groans. “That’s my girl.”
Those big fingers are inside me again, and I arch up off the floor. His thumb flicks against my clit. It’s a soft motion at first, but then he begins to move as rhythmically and rapidly as a hummingbird’s wings. “Come for me, Mari.”
I let out a cry, and the world around me falls away. All that exists is heat and skin and his heavenly voice.
“Good girl.” His voice comes from far away.
