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“Why?” That is all I can manage to ask before I lean over her legs, squeezing and exploring the plumpness of her thighs.
She’s squirming, looking at me now. We’ve both forgotten the movie now. She’s panting, sighing every time my thumbs brush her inner thighs.
“They were dirty.” Shortest explanation ever.
Why is she letting herself be this vulnerable around me? Why is she letting me touch so much of her body? How far is she going to let me go?
What I need is answers. The best she gives me is parting her legs, revealing how slick she is.
Fuck me.
“Are you hurting there too?” I ask, my tongue doubled in size. Eyeing her pink folds, my breathing grows heavy. How long has she been this way?
“Aching,” she whispers. A gasp leaves her lips when I grab her thighs and drag her closer.
Even though I know I shouldn’t, I can’t take it anymore. I want this woman more than I want my next breath. Unless she tells me otherwise, I’m going to be wherever she needs me the most. Right now, that’s between her legs.
Cupping her mound, her body jerks. Watching the way her eyes flutter close when I bury a finger inside, her moan is one to be remembered. Hardly shy, this one bounces off the wall. While my cock throbs in jealousy, I curl my finger once.
“Any better?” I ask, struggling to keep my composure.
Julie shakes her head as her body jerks. “I need a lot more to fix this problem.”
“Define more,” I demand as the line between right and wrong disappears in my mind, “I need to know what you’ll allow me to do Julie.”
Opening her eyes, I see the desperation. I can smell her arousal. There’s no denying this.
“Everything,” she whispers carefully.
I pull my hand away and before she can even think about complaining, I’m abandoning the couch and getting this woman in position to really help her out.
Once she’s sitting up, hanging off the edge of the seat, she’s sucking in heavy breaths once I finally get a taste of her sweetness.
I delve my tongue into her glistening pinkness, burying it where my finger once was. I’m losing myself with each lick. My poor arousal is pressed against the lower half of the couch and I’m ready to rut against the damn thing just to get a little relief.
“Sawyer,” she grits out, watching me with a heavy gaze. Her eyes glazed over, and one of her hands is buried into my hair, tugging me toward her in encouragement.
“You taste incredible, Julie.” Kissing her clit, I watch her squirm. “If this is going to be movie night, we’re going to have to do this daily. I’ve got a large collection. We’ll never get bored.”
Blowing out a laugh, she nods. “I saw.”
Nipping one of her thighs, I enjoy the way her body responds. Seeing the two points pressing against the fabric of my shirt, I’m tempted to reach up and squeeze one of her breasts. Once I remember where Julie’s ‘pain’ is, I keep my attention on the wetness collecting between her thighs.
Kissing and licking, I continue tasting everything I can get my tongue on until she’s pulling my hair and crying out my name. It’s a blissful moment after and I’m basking in it by simply licking whatever’s left on my lips and wiping what is left on my chin.
“You’re too much,” she mutters as she collects herself. Instead of mentioning the wild act of what we’ve done or bringing up the line we’ve crossed, she’s frowning. “This is wrong.”
So much for that. Guess she did notice.
Before my heart can take a heavy blow, she’s reaching out for me. “Shouldn’t we have kissed first? I haven’t even held your hand. We’re doing this all in the wrong order.”
Honestly, she really will be the death of me.
She giggles once I’ve flattened her against my couch. Rather than complaining when I snatch one of her hands up, she gives my hand a squeeze. Before she can tease me more, my mouth is on hers.
Julie only moans against my mouth when I press my arousal against her stomach. Can’t hide it or get rid of it, not unless I walk away. I’m not going anywhere, not while she’s sucking on my tongue and enjoying the shared taste of her release.
This woman is too much. Especially when she wraps her arms around my neck to keep me held prisoner to the kiss. Once she lifts her hips, I know I’m a goner.
