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“Oh yeah. And this time, I expect you to hang on a little longer.”

“Oh but I…” She moans as I sink my tongue into her folds and falls back on the pillows. “You’re trying to kill me, aren’t you?”

I rub her thigh, too engulfed in kissing her to reply.

This time, I add my fingers to the mix, sliding them inside her and curving them up a little to massage her G-spot, while at the same time I lick and suck and arouse her clit with my tongue. This time, it takes all of five minutes before her breaths begin to come in deep gasps, and her thighs loosen, falling to the side as she tilts her hips up to meet me.

“Oh jeez,” she whispers, sinking her hand into my hair again. “Oh that feels so… oh wow…”

“You taste so good,” I tell her, replacing my tongue with my thumb, circling it over her now-swollen clit. “And you look so beautiful down here, baby. All swollen and glistening.”

“Oh…”

“I just love making you come with my tongue. And this time, I want you to come with my fingers inside you, okay?”

She just moans as I press up on her G-spot.

I cover her clit with my mouth and suck. She jerks, clenches my hair, and moans again. I lift my head. “Harder, baby?”

“Ahhh… mmm… yeah…”

So I do it again, this time sucking a tiny bit harder.

“Day… mon… Ohhh…”

She clenches around my fingers, her thighs and stomach tightening, and then I feel her clit pulse in my mouth, again and again, four, five, six… oh, baby girl… seven, eight, nine… Finally spent, she collapses back, groaning so loudly I know next door will be able to hear her, if they’re there.

Hoping they can, somewhat smug, I kiss up her body and lie next to her. Her face and neck are pink, her skin is glistening slightly, and when she opens her eyes, they’re hazy and a tad unfocused.

“I told you,” I say, leaning over to retrieve the condom she left there earlier, “I’m going to make you come so many times tonight that you’re going to forget your own name.”

She watches, looking a tad bewildered, as I slide my boxer-briefs off, then roll the condom on. “I thought it was a turn of phrase.”

“Nope.” I lie on my back and pull her on top of me. “Climb on, baby girl. Now you’re going to ride me, and I’m going to watch you make yourself come. Go on. Make my day.”


Chapter Twenty-One

Belle

Holy shit. This man. I can’t even. My body is so hot I think he’s actually turned my blood to lava. Only a few days ago, I’d never had an orgasm in my life, and I’ve just had three in the space of about fifteen minutes.

And apparently there’s more to come, so to speak.

I’m not sure I can do what he’s instructing, though. It was one thing to touch myself when I was on the phone with him, but to do it while he’s watching? God, he’s so kinky.

Is it kinky, though? He acts like it’s normal. And maybe it is. How would I know?

I’m sitting astride him now, just below his erection, which—oh my God—is like an iron pole, so much longer and thicker than Cole’s.

“You’re huge,” I tell him, eyes wide.

He gives a short laugh. “Well, thanks, but I’m really not. You’ll be fine. You’re very wet.” He smirks, and I blush. “Aw.” He cups my face and brings me down for a kiss. “You do it,” he murmurs in a gentler tone, “as slow as you like.”

Holding my breath, I guide the tip of his erection beneath me until it just enters me, then brace my hands on his chest as I push down.

Oooh… I close my eyes. He’s lying—he is big. I only make an inch before I have to stop.

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