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When he hooked his fingers into my trousers, I tilted my hips upward to help him undress me. I shivered in the cool air.
“Last time…” He cleared his throat. “It was dangerous.”
“I know.”
His eyes darkened. “It was also bliss.”
“Yes, it was.”
A muscle flexed as he tightened his jaw. “We should be more careful this time.”
“Of course. But…”
“Ardis.” He growled my name. “Don’t tempt me.” His rough voice made me shiver.
“God,” I said, “I missed your voice. It’s like honey and gravel.”
He arched his eyebrows. “Is it now?”
“Much better than your terrible handwriting,” I teased.
He snorted. “I don’t need that particular talent.”
“You are extremely talented, but don’t let that go to your head.”
“It’s going somewhere else entirely.”
He rolled a preventive over his cock. When he climbed over me on the bed, he kissed my neck, but went no further.
“Ride me,” he commanded.
He hooked his arm under my shoulder and rolled us both. He landed flat on his back, my knees on either side of his hips. I looked down at him, greedy for the sight of his long, dark eyelashes and kiss-swollen lips.
“You’re so gorgeous,” I said.
He arched an eyebrow. “Gorgeous?”
“Everything about you.”
He pressed into me, demanding entrance, until I sank lower and took all of him. It was a perfect fit. A delicious ache pulsed through my pussy. He sucked in his breath, his cock throbbing, his eyes smoky with desire.
While I rode him, he started thrusting into me. Sweat glittering on his skin, he set a relentless rhythm. When he slowed, I ground against him and moaned out my frustration. It was too much—it wasn’t enough.
“Touch yourself,” he said. “I like to watch.”
My fingers rubbed my clit. I tightened the muscles in my thighs. Pleasure built and built until it resembled pain.
I teetered on the edge of ecstasy.
“Come for me,” he said.
Bliss shuddered through me and turned me boneless. Gasping, I tilted back my head and rode out wave after wave of pleasure.
He groaned deep in his throat. “I’m tempted to come.”
“Don’t.” I smiled at him through my tumbling hair. “I’m not done with you yet.”
“Have mercy.”
