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Her soft moan spread a dark heat through his gut and his mind. Making her come just to watch her was the only goal in his brain.

Swinging his hips back, he pulled free until the head nestled against her swollen, needy pussy lips.

“Quaide!” Her whimper of disappointment held a note of anticipation too.

“You’re going to get what you want, baby.” He gave her a dark look. “Thighs back.”

She shivered and did his bidding.

“Spread them.”

She did.

“Farther.” His tone grated.

She let them drop apart.

His balls throbbed with the need to blow, but goddamn, her soaked folds cried out for his fingers and tongue.

He threw himself between her legs and slowly eased one finger into her sheath, sinking it to the first knuckle and then the second. When he thrust it all the way to the base of his hand, she muffled a scream.

Watching his long finger disappear into her pussy had become a kink he’d never shake. It was a highlight in his every fantasy since that very first time.

Pumping his finger faster, he focused on her face, her reaction to what he was doing to her.

Her mouth opened on a gasp as he lowered his tongue to her folds and gave her pussy a long, slow swipe from bottom to top.

Inner thighs shaking, she widened her legs, giving him full access. He worked the point of his tongue into her folds and circled her hard nub.

In soft flicks he lapped at her clit. Her sweet taste left his cock stiffer and leaking precum. Good; he’d make her come so much that she ruined the sheets—and he ruined her for any other man.

Working his finger inside her, he licked her pussy, pausing only to remove his finger and suck it clean of her juices before diving in again.

She dug her fingers into his scalp and pulled at the strands of his hair, urging him on. He’d ached for Dove—just like this. She consumed so much of his thoughts that it got to the point where he could barely focus on anything.

Now she was here, and he wasn’t going to get enough of her. Ever.

With small flicks of his tongue, he worked her clit until she bucked. Grabbing her hips, he held her in place. Her nipples stood in stiff peaks, and he never wanted to clone himself as much as he did now so he could have his tongue on every inch of her body.

Dipping his finger into her entrance again, he curled it and instantly found the spot that drove her crazy with need.

A sharp cry burst past her lips. He twisted his finger, working it in and out. Juices flooded, and he pulled his finger free to lick it off before sinking in again.

“Oh god! Quaide! Don’t stop!”

Not a damn chance. They weren’t finished until her pussy was filled with his cum. Using his lips, he drew on her bud, working her G-spot faster and faster. Her insides clutched at his digit. He ground his cock into the bed.

She writhed and then went still. When she tipped over the edge, he watched for the moment she surrendered to him.

Her face shivered in pleasure. Her lips parted on a wideO. And her hips rocked into his finger and tongue, dragging out her release until she collapsed.

He swished his tongue in a circle around her clit and ended by pressing a soft kiss to her pussy.

Lifting his head, he met her stare. Her eyes were hazy with bliss.

When he drew his finger out of her soaked pussy, his cock surged, at the ready to take its place.

Every second she wasn’t with him was a second they wasted. Never again. From this moment forward, she would remain by his side, and if he was persuasive enough, he’d be asking for her hand very, very soon.

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