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I roll his bottom lip between my teeth and nibble on the skin until he’s whimpering, shuddering, and fucking shaking against me.
Give me more.
More.
Fuckingmore.
I shove my raging erection against his shorts and sure enough, he’s hard.
For me.
Again.
Hello, Satan. Is this heaven in hell? Because I could stay here forever.
“You’re so fucking turned on for someone who claims he wants nothing to do with me,” I speak against his red, swollen lips. “You’re not drunk now, either.”
“Stop touching me…” he breathes out even as his mouth seems to chase mine. “I would’ve gotten this way for anyone. It’s called a physical reaction.”
This fucking asshole. I swear he’s asking to be sucker punched.
I slide my tongue down his neck and bite his Adam's apple, hard, then suck just as savagely, giving him back the hickey he hid for a whole week.
“Stop it…” He grunts, shoving his elbow against my chest.
Only, he puts no actual strength behind it.
And I’mnotdone.
I’m certainly not listening.
I trail a path of bites down to where his shoulder meets his neck, collarbone, and chest, then I scrape my teeth on his nipples.
He spits out the most erotic moan I ever heard, and I jam two of my fingers in his mouth, then spread them against his tongue.
I need him to stop fucking talking and ruining every moment with his damn mouth.
My tongue swirls around his light-brown areola, then I tug the nipple between my teeth, sucking and biting until all I hear are the muffled noises spilling from his stuffed mouth.
“You like this, don’t you?” I move to the other nipple, sucking the skin around it, leaving a huge hickey before I bite down on the little bud. “You look perfect marked by me. My own piece of fucking art.”
One of his hands is on my shoulder, pushing me away, but the other one is in my hair, pulling me close.
He’s a fucking conundrum, my lotus flower, and I can’t wait to break him into fucking pieces.
His body is flinching away from me, but his tongue swirls around my fingers, and his teeth bite down whenever I nibble on his nipple.
I’m so drunk on him and his taste. So addicted to how responsive he is.
I can’t get fucking enough.
Not after one lick or two or a thousand. I want to throw him down and feast on him properly. I want to watch him shudder and whine and moan as I kiss every inch of his gorgeous skin.
I doubt he’d be thrilled with that idea, so I’ll take what I can get.
My mouth leaves bites and marks all over his chest before I slide my tongue back to his jaw.
“You taste like my new favorite addiction, baby.”
