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“That makes me feel a little better,” I said before shoving a mouthful of pancakes in.
By the time we were done, the dogs were back outside, enjoying the last few hours of decent weather before the forecasted rain was supposed to roll in.
“Come on,” Wells said, taking my hand, and leading me upstairs.
He cast off his clothes and climbed into bed with me, rolling us both onto our sides, and draping an arm over my hips.
“You okay?” he asked.
I took a deep breath.
“Now I am,” I said, leaning forward to press my lips to his.
It was just supposed to be a peck.
Soft and sweet.
But the second our lips met, little sparks exploded and spread until the fire caught, and started to burn through us.
Wells moved over me, his lips taking mine for a while before they broke away, kissing down my neck, over my chest.
Moving away, he sat back on his heels and reached down toward me, working each of the buttons free.
His gaze slid to mine for a second before moving back down as he pulled the fabric wide, exposing me to his hungry gaze.
His fingertips traced down the center of my chest, my belly, then back up.
He stroked under the swells of my breasts before covering them, and squeezing, making my back arch off of the mattress with a moan.
With a shuddering breath, he leaned forward, sucking one of my nipples into his mouth, making white-hot need course through me, settling deep in my core, creating an ache that had me pressing my thighs tightly together to try to ease it.
Wells continued the sweet torment, moving across my chest, then sliding down my stomach.
He spread my legs wide for him, an open invitation he was too happy to accept.
His tongue traced up my cleft before finding my clit, teasing in excruciatingly slow circles.
My hands buried in his hair, holding him against me as my hips writhed against him, as the pleasure started to build.
His hand moved between my thighs, gently sliding inside of me, then stilling.
Until I was whimpering and begging.
His fingers turned, stroking over my top wall, engaging my G-spot as his tongue continued to circle my clit.
He drove me up slowly, achingly so, until it hit the peak, then the orgasm coursed through me, long and intense, leaving me struggling to slow my breathing when it finally released me.
Wells kissed back up my belly, between my breasts, over my neck, before claiming my lips once again.
He kissed me long and deep, and it wasn’t long before I could feel that spark spreading again.
My leg hooked around his hips, and I pushed against him, then rolled him under me.
His hands drifted over me almost reverently, memorizing every curve.
My lips left his, kissing down his jaw, then his neck, down his chest, his stomach.
Wells’s breath was shallow and ragged, his muscles tensing under my lips as I kept moving down.
