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His gaze grew a little wicked as he looked down at the icing. “Can I touch you while you eat?”
My mouth was full, so I nodded.
He dipped his finger in the chocolate glaze, and then lowered it to my nipple, slowly drawing a floral shape around it.
Amusement flooded me, and I shook my head at him, but continued eating.
His lips stretched in a wicked grin as he continued painting me with the icing while I ate, covering my breasts and abdomen with flowery shapes and swirls. If my core hadn’t been so slick with both our releases, I was sure he’d have painted that too.
By the time I finished the dessert, my body was a damn masterpiece.
“What am I supposed to do now?” I teased him, knowing damn well how he intended to clean me up.
“Just slip your hands into my hair and stay where you are.” He lowered himself between my legs and slowly dragged the tip of his tongue over the first of the lines, just above my core.
The warm slickness shocked me so much I nearly arched off the bed, and he had only licked mybelly.
“Wow,” I choked out.
“You’re delicious,” he murmured against my abdomen, following another line down toward my core.
My hips moved a little, and one of his hands landed on my thigh, holding it in place.
His tongue slid back up my abdomen, and continued slowly cleaning the icing off my body.
I was a puddle of hot, desperate need by the time his mouth reached my breasts, and his thumb brushed my clit.
My body practicallywrithedunder the intense heat of that touch, but he didn’t give me more.
He tasted and teased my soft, sensitive flesh, only giving my clit the softest of brushes.
Finally, his tongue followed the last line of icing down to my core.
My cries echoed in the den as he ate me out, shattering me far too soon—and then filling me with his cock again until we both lost ourselves to even more pleasure.
After we came down from the high, he carried me to the bathroom. He cleaned me up in the tub with soft, gentle hands that made me like him even more.
When we curled up in bed together, I let myself imagine just for a moment, that I could spend every night tucked against his side and feeling like the luckiest woman in the world.
I couldn’t let myself believe my future would truly look like that… but I couldn’t stop myself from hoping for it, either.
sixteen
RORY
Lust wokeus both early the next morning, and Amarok didn’t waste any time before burying his face between my thighs and making me cry out again. My consciousness faded as he made love to me with his mouth, and I was reduced to little more than a desperate animal as the lust grew even stronger.
We had sex everywhere.
So damn much sex.
In the bed.
In the bath.
In the shower.
On the bathroom countertop again.
