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With her throat exposed, I started at the base, feeling her swallow, and kissed up until I met the lace at her chin. “Now you’re going to come again.”
“I can’t—”
“You will.” My hand returned to her clit, and since I was bearing her weight with only one arm, I demanded, “Hold me even tighter.”
The moment I really touched that spot, my thumb rubbing it back and forth, her reaction ignited my own orgasm.
That sound—that goddamn scream.
I couldn’t get enough.
Her head rested on my shoulder, and she whispered, “I’m there again.”
“I know,” I roared. “I can feel it. I’m going to pound it out of you.”
And that was what I did, slamming into her, hurling my hips back, and hammering in.
Over and over.
Her face stayed on my shoulder, her lips pressed against my neck, and with each drive, she got louder.
Her walls closed in on me, forcing my orgasm to bubble through my balls and into my cock, and just before I shot my first load, I took her lips, consuming them. “Love,” I moaned. “You’re milking me.”
The feel of her told me she was in the same place.
Hearing “Oh yes” only confirmed it.
I plowed through her, the slimness inside taking hold of me, and both of our bodies shuddered together.
When there were only breaths left, I held her in my arms, staring at her masked face.
Love sighed. “I don’t know what that was, but my God, the things you just did to me, I’ll never recover from.”
I gave her the softest kiss. “Maybe it was just the beginning.”
“Mmm.”
I kissed her again, circling my tongue around hers. Even though it didn’t last as long as I wanted, even though I pulled away after a few swipes, I still retained every detail.
The feel of her mouth, the taste.
The sound she made when I ended our kiss.
I locked our fingers together. “This won’t be the last time I do that.”
“Kissing me or”—she shifted, reminding me that I was still inside her—“this?”
“Both.”
“Both, huh?” She smiled, stretching the lace. “I would say you’ve earned yourself a second shot.”
Pleasure spread across my hidden face as I set her on her feet, where she instantly pulled down her dress and adjusted the top, checking tomake sure the lace on her face was in place. She held out her hand. “I believe you have something of mine.”
Her thong.
Something I’d never kept from any other woman, but the urge with her was strong. So strong, I had no desire to give it back.
I wanted tonight to end with something of hers in my possession.
