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He chuckled darkly.
“I’m trying not to come fast,” he told me bluntly. “I’ve had one other person bare, and that was when I was sixteen and losing my virginity. I want to savor this experience.”
I didn’t want to savor it.
Not at that moment in time.
“We can do it again,” I offered. “Just, please, God. Move.”
He moved his hand around to my front and trailed his fingers around the outer curve of my breast.
I lifted up so that he could get to my nipple, and he did exactly as I expected, latching onto the turgid peak and pinching it.
Gasping in surprise at the move, even though I’d expected it, I dropped my head so that I could stare at his fingers plucking my nipple.
My nipple was red and swollen, and he was pinching it so hard that his fingernails were turning white.
I bit my lip and watched his fingers dance and wondered what it would feel like if he’d do that to my clit.
Would I like it?
He pulled out of my sheath and slowly slid back inside, causing a moan to slip free past my lips.
“Yes,” I growled. “More.”
He gave me more. But slowly.
Too slow if you asked me.
But I had a feeling that Lock was too much the alpha male to ever be told what to do when it came to being in the bedroom. I would get what I got when it came to him and his cock, and I’d enjoy it.
He pulled out once more and was about to slide right back inside when we heard it.
“Hey, Saylor!” someone called. “Have you seen Lock?”
Lock froze, his cock half in, half out of my pussy.
Then, he was completely gone, taking my soon-to-be orgasm with him.
The door closed quietly, and I opened my eyes to look back and saw him twisting the lock.
“Saylor?”
That was when I realized it was the wedding planner.
What was her name again?
I turned around and looked at Lock who was standing there, long, thick and hard.
His chest was slicked with sweat, and I wanted nothing more than to run my mouth from nipple to nipple.
I licked my lips.
“Yeah?” I croaked.
“Oh, good,” she said. “Have you seen Lock?”
I swallowed hard and let go of the faucet, squeezing my hand a few times to get some blood flow back to it.
