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She stood between his knees and tucked her thumbs into her shorts, letting the white denim pool at her feet. “No.”
Nerves and bravado fought for dominance, but he missed her smile. He groaned when she drew her fingertips over her belly down to the lace that clung to every damn curve of her ass and hips. “Did I mention that you were fucking beautiful?”
A small smile melted the wide-eyed expression that had replaced her sexy, slumberous one. Did she feel it, too? The buzz under her skin that made this feel like more than just a hook-up.
He unsnapped his khakis and lifted his hips, groaning when his cock slapped back against his belly. Her fingers froze on the waistband of her panties. He didn’t want to let her think.
He truly didn’t want her to stop, but he would if she gave him the slightest hint. Instead of making it about getting inside of her, he trailed his chin over her belly before he flicked the littlejewel at her belly button. He covered her hands with his and rolled the lace down her hips.
She drew in a shaky breath as he sat back and urged her between his legs. The angle of the chair brought him low enough to taste her hip, to kiss the dip of flesh that arrowed down to the downy triangle of hair above her slit.
He looked up at her, watching her pupils flare and her lips part as he tucked the first knuckle of his finger under her hood to find her tight, little clit. His other hand rested on her hip for balance while he kissed her belly. Somehow he kept the circles shallow and teasing.
When her head tipped back in surrender, he turned his hand to glide a finger inside, switching knuckle for thumb on her tight clit. She swayed, her hand immediately finding his shoulder and then his neck to unerringly grip his hair.
The light from his porch bathed her in soft warm light while moonlight framed her in contrasting silvery white. That was all he needed to hold onto his sanity.
This bit of cool and warmth standing there for him, wanting him, opening for him. He tucked another finger inside her and circled faster, pulsing lightly inside of her clasping warmth.
His dick throbbed against his belly, but he wasn’t ready for this to end. The tremors in her thighs echoed in her shaking fingers at his neck. Fuck, she was right there.
He dipped his head for a taste. He needed to know all of her. Magnolia blooms and salty heat burned the tip of his tongue. He stroked her clit, then drank from the slick heart of her.
Part of him wanted her inside, spread out over his bed so he could open her up and find every secret. To hold her down and taste her until she screamed, until she came for him.
But right now, he wanted that slick sheath around him, to have her ride him here in the moonlight. He needed her to break over him.
Needed it more than breath.
Five
Presley was prettysure she was going to die by extended orgasm. It was right there, so freaking close. Each flick of Vance’s tongue heightened the hazy pleasure that dropped down over her entire body like mist.
His fingers found a spot inside of her that left her legs shaking and her breath stalling. Had he majored in oral sex or something?
My God.
She twisted his curls into her hand and tugged, but he didn’t relent. The softness of his beard and lips, the torturous end of his tongue, the mastery of his fingers—all of them worked in tandem.
And he’d never touched her before.
How was it possible for him to know exactly what she needed?
Because he probably had majored in giving girls orgasms. That should probably turn her off, but right now her entire body was tingling.Thank you, master’s degree.
“God, right there.”
Did she say that?
Instead of dragging his mouth away from her, she held him there. He seemed to know that the soft little laps weren’t what she needed now. He withdrew his fingers, gripped her hips and latched his mouth over her and she was gone.
There was no Presley left.
She was currently thrashing on the breakers below. Or was that just against his mouth?
God, she was going to fall. Her knees were water.
But he held on. She panted out his name, God’s name, heaven and hell, and all the places in between. She held onto his forearms like a lifeline and trusted he wouldn’t let her fall.
