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Eventually, I’d talk him into trying sweats and leaving his waves a little looser. We weren’t there yet, but hey, baby steps.
“If I was feeding from you, we would’ve just been getting started.”
The words thrilled me.
Maybe my seduction plan had worked after all.
thirteen
BRYNN
We were all up late playingcards and chatting. As Bash expected, Anthony spent much of the night trying to hit on me.
After his third attempt, Bash pulled me onto his lap, sitting me on his thigh. Since I had no panties on, my bare core brushed the fabric of his pants a few times.
Every damn demon in the room had to be able to see the lust on my skin and the pink on my cheeks, but thankfully, no one commented on it.
Anastasia beamed all night, though.
When we finally made it back upstairs, Bash barely waited until the door was shut before pushing me against the wood and kneeling at my feet. He shoved my dress up my thighs, and a breath later, was devouring my clit.
He unbuttoned his shirt while I clenched my jaw, my body rocking with his motions, and growled at me to bite down on the fabric before he refocused on my core.
His mouth was incredible.
Three orgasms later, he was tucking me into bed with him. He didn’t have a shirt on, but his slacks had stayed.
“How do you feel about being woken up with my tongue on you?” His voice was low. I was still drenched between my thighs, thanks to the combination of my body and his mouth, and a bit dazed.
“Any time. Always,” I whispered back.
His chest rumbled. “I want you out of this dress.”
“Help me get it off, then.”
He rumbled again, his hands smoothly peeling the fabric over my head. He pulled my hair out from beneath me, tucking me against him, my back to his front. His erection was stone against my ass, but he didn’t ask me to take care of it.
I opened my mouth to offer, but was so tired, I forgot what I was going to say before I had the chance to say it.
A moan flooded the room,hot pleasure rolling through my body. My hips rocked, my body arched, and I could feel myself on the verge of an orgasm.
“Bite this,” a gorgeous, low voice commanded, before fabric filled my mouth.
I bit down.
The wet heat flooded my clit again, and my body moved of its own volition, chasing the orgasm with everything I had.
The pressure increased until I was crying out around the fabric, intense pleasure flooding every inch of me.
Hot hands moved over my thighs, dragging against my clit. When they slid up my abdomen, I wrestled my eyes open, panting around whatever was in my mouth.
Bash’s hot, blue eyes were on my breasts, his hands sliding over my belly, neck, and arms, touching every inch of exposed skin. I was still wearing my bra, so he left my breasts alone.
“Holy hell,” I mumbled around the fabric.
He pulled it from my mouth, and I breathed in clean air.
“Good morning.” His rumble was soft, but his gaze was still flaming.
