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“You’re gorgeous, Blue.”
His palms run up the inside of my thighs, slowly pushing them apart.
“Every inch of you is perfect.”
Leaning down again, Damon wraps his mouth over my nipple. His teeth scrape just enough as his tongue does ungodly things.
It’s sensual torture.
My back drops to the counter, moans and soft pleas falling over my lips that are coming from somewhere inside me that I never knew existed.
Bending my knees up, he places my feet on the edge of the counter so that I’m completely exposed, his warm, talented mouth trailing small kisses down my stomach.
But that id nothing compared to the sensation of Damon placing his mouth at the inside of my thigh next to where I need him the most.
One kiss on the left and one on the right. I’m going to explode if he doesn’t ease the desperate need inside me.
My body is ready for him, the inner walls of my pussy contracting and relaxing over and over.
I can’t take it anymore.
I grab his hair and direct him to where I need him, ignoring the knowing laugh he lets out before his tongue finally—finally—licks along the slit, a slow path up as he tastes me before finding my clit and sucking on it gently.
Another moan escapes me, my back arching up, my butt lifting off the counter to press my pussy tight against his face.
He grabs my hips to control me, taking his time to tease me with tiny nips that sting and a tongue that soothes the ache.
When his tongue circles my clit then licks down to push inside me, I lose all sensibility.
I don’t know what’s going on.
This sensation.
A slow build of pressure inside me that needs an escape.
My body is practically shaking, my breath held as he licks back up my clit to nip at it while pushing two fingers inside me to toy with me and tease at the clenching muscles, a small push inside before pulling out again.
My fingers clench in his hair.
“Goddammit, Damon. Just … just please…”
I can’t think straight to make a demand.
What am I asking for?
“Just get me off, you fucking bastard.”
His mouth presses down harder, his tongue hitting all the right spots as he pushes a third finger inside me, spreads them just enough to stretch the muscle and finger fucks me so hard that I’m losing control … seeing stars … experiencing all the things the bullshit romance books always promised I would.
Maybe they were right all along.
The pressure inside me, the sparks, the electrical pulse builds higher and higher. It’s almost painful, a wave of sensual poison cascading through me. And when it finally takes over my mind, I scream out.
I don’t recognize the sounds rolling over my lips as mine.
I don’t understand how it feels like I’ve been catapulted into a different plane of existence.
But here I am, trapped in a cage of pleasure, the feeling undulating through my body as my fingers grip tighter into his hair.
