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He dips down, kissing me slow, much different than the hurried nature of basically every other kiss we’ve shared in the last forty-five minutes, swiping his tongue along mine in a way that ignites every pore in my body, not a single inch of me unfazed by his tortuous assault.
His lips move to my jaw, dipping to my neck as he licks and sucks the flesh, making his way to my ear.
“Just tell me to stop and I will.”
“Don’t stop,” I groan in response, already too far gone to even consider stopping a possibility. I paw at his back, working the material of his shirt up, desperate to feel his skin beneath my fingertips.
He rewards me with a slow, purposeful thrust of his hips, hitting me just right to make me cry out.
He’s barely even touched me and already I feel myself starting to split apart at the seams.
He kisses just below my ear, sucking the soft lobe between his teeth before his lips move lower, across the base of my neck, tugging my shirt down to kiss across my collarbone.
“Too many clothes,” he murmurs, rocking back to his knees, taking me with him in one quick motion.
My shirt is the first to go, followed by my bra, the articles tossed somewhere to the floor as my back once again hits the mattress.
Remi looks down at me for a long moment, and while everything inside of me is screaming to cover myself, the look in his eyes keeps me from doing so. Like a lion stalking his prey, his expression becomes almost animalistic.
His eyes trace every inch of my exposed flesh, making my skin prickle as his gaze moves along it.
“So fucking beautiful,” he murmurs, leaning down to kiss the swell of my breast before moving to the other.
I tense when he flattens his tongue and licks across my nipple, sending a wave of intense desire ricocheting through me. My back arches when he moves to the other side and repeats the process, the nub puckering on contact.
“You have no idea how much I’ve thought about this.” He sucks the nub into his mouth, gently twirling it between his teeth. “How badly I’ve wanted this.” My stomach twists violently when he moves lower, trailing kisses down my belly.
Stopping at the band of my pants, he inches it down, kissing across my abdomen to my hip and then back again before tugging the fabric down with very little effort. I’ve only just processed the movement before my pants and underwear are tossed in the air haphazardly, landing silently on the floor somewhere behind him.
I tense again as he nestles between my legs, my breath entering and leaving my lungs at an alarming rate as his face dips, kissing the inside of my thigh.
He moves at a leisurely pace, kissing and nipping the sensitive skin until I’m so worked up that I almost completely come undone when the first swipe of his tongue hits the bundle of nerves at my center.
An involuntary groan slides past my lips as I fist the blanket beneath me, holding on for dear life when another swipe of his tongue hits the mark, and then another and another until I’m fairly certain I’m seeing stars.
My body builds and aches in the most delicious way and I become so desperate for the feeling that my hips begin to move, shamelessly taking more and more from Remi until all of my nerve endings feel alive with electricity.
The build hits me fast and without mercy, a sound like I’ve never made before tearing from my throat as my orgasm peaks. Remi knows exactly how to touch me, applying the perfect amount of pressure with his tongue at just the right moment, sending me over the edge a second time with another guttural cry.
Wave after wave washes over me, my body trembling beneath Remi’s assault. And he doesn’t stop there. Not until he’s milked every single ounce of pleasure he can from my body. Not until I’m begging. Begging for him to stop. Begging for him not to stop. Begging for him to be inside of me.
I’m so drunk with lust that I don’t care how desperate I seem. I am desperate. Desperate in a way I’ve never been before. Like I would quite literally do anything to hold onto this feeling for as long as humanly possible.
“Tell me what you want,” Remi groans, kissing his way back up my stomach and across my chest.
“You,” I plead, my fingers finding his hair, tugging on the silky strands as I urge him higher.
“And what is that you want me to give you?” He kisses the crook of my neck, back up to my ear a second time. “Tell me what you want, Kaia,” he purrs.
“I want you inside of me.” I whimper when he grinds down against me, impossibly hard.
“Fuck.” He hisses, pressing down into me again. “Are you sure?” His lips finally find their way back to mine. “Tell me you’re sure.” He kisses me slowly, swiping his tongue along mine so that I can taste every ounce of my pleasure on his tongue.
“I’m sure.” I tug on his hair. “Please.”
I feel him smile against my mouth.
“Say that again. Beg me.”
