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I hiss out loud, relieved at the touch.

His mouth wraps around a nipple, and the pulse of electricity, fire, and heat are overwhelming. His tongue flicks and sucks, moving in vicious circles. He runs a thumb over the other one, tugging at the elongated nipple and then switching his mouth and hand to give equal pleasure to both sides. The sensations are too much. I grip his head, lean back, and pray to the gods of second base.

On instinct, my hips rock, rubbing my clit against his crotch, desperate for any friction I can get inside my jeans.

“Fuck, you’re trying to kill me,” he growls against my breast, yet he seems to be in no hurry.

This man can make a meal out of my chest, kissing every inch of skin, putting me in a frenzy, and then licking and slightly biting my nipples to send me over the edge.

He’s right. I like this couch a lot more than the kitchen.

Desperate for the feel of his skin, I grip his shirt and move it up his body. Will leans back for a moment to shed himself of the tee.

As soon as he does, I gasp.

On his chest, just below his shoulder, is a scar. It’s dark and raw, the sign of a bullet that went through a hero who risked his life for others.

I want to touch it, but not with my hands. I crawl down Will’s body until my lips are level with the scar, and I kiss it.

As my tongue glides over the wound, he lets out a groan. I follow it with an exploration of his chest, something I’ve felt yet never tasted. My nose tickles as it passes through the hair on his chest. I kiss every inch of torso, stalling when my mouth reaches the happy trail of his stomach and the deep V that heads down into his pants and the erection that brushes against my neck.

With my mouth so close, I stare at him, open my mouth, and run it over the thin fabric of his bottoms and the thick steel of his erection beneath. Up and down, I tease him, taking in how well-endowed he is and wondering what it will feel like in my mouth. My tongue darts out, and I place a long stroke on his shaft. I taste cotton and feel the pulsating of his member as it bobs with pleasurable shocks.

“Are you trying to kill me?” he asks with bated breath.

“A little.” I’m coy as I sit up on my knees, down on the floor, and stare at him.

He’s glorious. Shirtless with a gorgeous physique that could rival the Greeks and Romans combined. He’s panting, erect, and looking at me with a look of lust the sights I’ve never seen on a man.

Before my hands can unravel his pants, he grabs my hands and forces me to stand. Will sits up and kisses my belly. He undoes the button on my jeans and delicately unravels them down my legs. When all I’m left in is my panties, I save him the ask and glide them down my legs, showcasing myself.

His hands lay on my hips as he pulls me close and stares up into my eyes. “You’re so beautiful, Melissa.”

I smile. “I was just thinking that about you. But you already know that because I tell you all the time that you’re hot.”

“Don’t deflect.” His words are stern. “I’m loving on you right now, and you’re not accepting it, so let’s try this again.” He takes a breath, places a kiss on my belly, and then looks up at me. “You’re beautiful, Melissa.”

I swallow and have to take a deep breath to hold back my emotions.

He kisses me again, this time slower.

“You’re powerful.”

His tongue glides over my core.

“Strong.”

His nose is in the tiny hairs as his mouth kisses the folds.

“Brilliant.”

He swipes his tongue, and it hits my clit, making me shiver.

“Phenomenal.”

He sucks gently, and I quake.

His mouth is replaced by fingers, which move slowly, delicately as they run over my clit. His other hand rises to my breasts, caressing me until my knees are wobbly. When he slides two fingers inside me, I curse like a sailor.

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