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Maddox cupped my other breast, squeezing before pinching my already hardened bud between his fingers. The flash of pain was exquisite, making me gasp for air.

“Oh. Oh, my.”

“My little lamb enjoys a little pain. I’ll keep that in mind.”

“I’m not yours.”

“Oh, yes, you are.” He lowered his head to the aching nipple, biting down until I squealed. “All mine. The things I plan on doing to you are a complete sin. We’ll probably go to hell for them.”

“I don’t care.”

Seconds later, he settled between my legs and dragged his tongue under one breast then the other before dragging it down my stomach, taking his time to do so. His eyes never left mine, his heated breath keeping prickles on my arms and legs. After swirling the tip around my bellybutton, he dared lower his head, breathing across my bald pussy.

“You’re so bad, so very bad,” I muttered as I tossed my head back and forth.

“You haven’t seen anything yet, sweetheart.”

The moment he slid his fingers under the thin elastic of my bikini bottom, I closed my eyes and bit down on my lower lip. “What are you doing?”

“What do you think, little lamb? I’m going to feast on that pretty pink pussy of yours.” He took an exaggerated breath, issuing another even darker and more dangerous growl than he’d done before.

If he was trying to excite me, I was already in the stratosphere, incapable of putting more than a couple of coherent words together. Breathing became next to impossible as he lifted and bent my legs at the knees, pushing them down to the blanket. I’d never felt so exposed in my life. My pulse was racing, my heartskipping beats. I was elated yet terrified, shocked by the sheer intensity of the combined fragrance of desire wafting between us.

I was so wet, my pussy throbbing, the ache leading to a rush of adrenaline. I couldn’t seem to stop shaking as he settled between my legs, sliding his arms underneath and lifting my bottom from the blanket. Every sound he made was animalistic, intentional and I was lightheaded and crazed with desire.

As he dug his fingers into my skin, opening me even wider, I’d never felt so vulnerable in my life. There was no hesitation, only a sense of broadening need that was required to be filled. The moment he flicked his tongue back and forth across my clit, I let out an intense scream, pressing my hand across my lips only seconds later.

He swirled his tongue around in circle after circle until I reached for him, grasping onto long locks of his hair.

“Oh, no, you don’t, little lamb. No touching until I allow you.”

Even the darkness in his voice was entirely different. I floated on a blissful white cloud as he licked all the way down to my swollen folds, barely darting the tip inside. He was being gentle, tender, and it was almost driving me crazy. He continued taunting me for several additional minutes. I was so wet, so hot that I couldn’t stop gasping for air. Now I was making the savage sounds.

When I shifted my hips, pushing up from the blanket, he lifted his head. I stared down at him with hazy eyes, fighting my racing heart.

“Is something wrong, sweetheart?” he asked coyly, the grin on his face far too mischievous.

“You’re driving me… crazy.”

“You have a problem with that?” The sexy bastard had the nerve to pinch my clit until another rush of excitement tore through me. “If so, tell me what you want.”

“I…” Truth be told, I’d never had a man lick me before. Not once. But this… this was powerful enough I was a mess.

“Tell me.” When he acted as if he was going to pull away altogether, I shrieked exactly what I needed for him to do. “Lick me. Dear God, lick me until I come.”

His expression turned more carnal, predatory. “That’s more like it.” He instantly buried his head into my wetness, driving his tongue deep into my tight channel.

“Oh. My. God.” As he licked furiously, I was thrown into another dimension, an orgasm tickling my toes for a few seconds. When he added a single finger, thrusting deep inside, I was lost in the moment. There was no other sound, no breeze or anxiety about what we were going through. Just sheer pleasure rolling through me like a tidal wave.

I pressed my back against the blanket, throwing my arms over my head. As I stared up at the bright stars twinkling in the sky, my muscles began to relax, tension drifting away. I could sense a smile had crossed my face as the sweet moment of nirvana drew near.

He added a second then third finger, stretching my muscles as he flexed his fingers open.

“So tight. Goddamn, you’re so tight.” His words were garbled, maybe because my ears were ringing.

I couldn’t believe the amount of pleasure tearing through me, or the breathless wonder of what he might do next. He lifted my torso even higher, shifting his head back and forth, adding to the insanity of the beautiful moment with every deep and husky sound he made. No one could have told me that something so intimate could feel so good, but as his actions became more brutal, a climax began to curl my toes, sliding up both legs.

“I’m going to… Oh, God. Oh. Yes. Yes.”

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