Page 78 of Irresistible Rogue


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So I didn’t even try to.

He sucked on me harder, an incredible, wonderful rhythm that had arousal flooding my body, gathering fast in my core. I thought for sure he was going to make me come. Make me come and then fuck me.

And then toss me out into the night.

I wondered idly if he’d call me a cab…

But then he sucked on me, hard, and everything else fell away. It was like he knew I was wandering, stressing about things, and he’d demanded my attention. And just as I was trembling toward the edge, getting so fucking close… he slowed right down.

The finger he’d been gently fucking me with as he sucked was joined by a second finger. He teased me with his fingers, stroking me inside, and slowed his tongue as I panted. And I generally calmed the fuck down a bit.

Then he ramped it up again, screwing me with his fingers while he sucked hard on my clit.

Then he stopped altogether.

He ran his hands down my thighs.

“Relax,” he said. And I fucking sighed. I looked up at the ceiling, trying not to think about the fact that Shane’s face was right up my pussy. And he wasn’t touching me.

Was he looking at me? What was he doing?

I started squirming with impatience as my heart pounded in my chest. I was so freaking aroused. I was fucking dangling here.

He chuckled softly, and I swore.

“You’re an asshole, Shane Madrigal.”

“Now, why would you say that, little dove?”

I melted inside when he called me that…little dove.

Dangerous.

But before I could sweat it, his thumb brushed over my clit and I moaned.

“I’m being very nice to you right now,” he teased, “am I not?”

I panted as he slipped his fingers into me again.

“Answer me,” he demanded.

“It’s… alright,” I lied.

The truth was, I was in goddamn heaven. I could’ve just laid here all night while he did whatever he wanted to me. His touch was fucking exquisite.

I vaguely wondered how many women’s legs he’d had his face between to get that good at it, but shoved that thought aside.

Don’t think about it.

As if he sensed my sudden discomfort, he ordered, “Tell me how you feel right now.”

“I feel like you’re an asshole who’s trying to ruin this for me.” Did we really have to talk at all?

He laughed darkly, under his breath. “Am I?” Then he sucked on my clit, and my eyes rolled back in my head. I groaned like a woman possessed by some kind of sex demon.

And then he really got started. Whatever had happened up until now was clearly just a tease.

What unfolded from there was an absolute master class in finger fucking and cunnilingus that every woman should get a free pass to upon coming of age, as a sort of reference point to know for sure when a dude was just plain getting it wrong.

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