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He pulled back for a second to take a breath, his chin gleaming with my juices. “Fucking hell, you taste like pure sex and honey,” he growled, and I couldn’t help but be curious as to what it was that he couldn’t get enough of. So I moved my hand to his mouth and swiped my thumb over his lips before lifting it to my own and sucking it into my mouth.
“Holy fuck,” he cursed. “Goddamn. You like how you taste, baby?”
It was sweet.
But different.
A taste I could find myself going back for.
I could see why he wanted more.
I wanted more.
I pulled my bottom lip in between my teeth and nodded.
He lifted his body, crawling up over the top of me. At the same time, he swept two fingers through my folds, and for a second, I thought he was going to offer them to me, but then he drove them deep inside my pussy.
But before I could moan, the pressure of his thick fingers filling me so damn good, he covered my mouth with his, swallowing every sound. He pulled back, and just for a second, his breathing labored. “You want to taste yourself? You taste it from my fucking lips.”
My tongue snaked out, flicking at the corner of his mouth, making him groan loudly and drive his fingers deeper.
Faster.
Stretching me.
He covered my mouth again, the kisses frantic and out of control as we fought the urge to breathe, knowing we had to but reluctant to pull apart from each other.
I lifted my hips toward his hand, meeting his thrusts as I felt my orgasm building, burning, desperate for release, but Reed pulled back, pressing his free hand against my hips and holding me down. “You told me you wanted me to make you come,” he rasped. “You can fuck yourself on my hand another time, this is my turn. Yes?”
“Yes.”
“Sir,” he ordered.
“Yes… sir,” I whispered breathlessly. “Please, sir.”
“Good girl.”
There was nothing I could do.
I was at his mercy.
He held my hips down and drove two fingers deep inside, using his thumb now to brush back and forth across my clit. I clawed at the sofa, my nails all but tearing it to shreds as I was driven closer and closer to the edge.
Deeper.
Stronger.
Faster.
He pressed hard against my clit, and my back bowed as my orgasm hit me like a tidal wave. I gasped, fighting to catch my breath. Reed slowed a little, but he didn’t stop, pulling his fingers from inside me and using the wetness I’d created to circle my clit, to draw every last bit of ecstasy from inside me.
And God did he.
I rode it and rode it.
Sweat built at my hairline, and my body shuddered.
“Oh God, yes, yes,” I whispered, my voice shaking.
