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“I’m not, apparently,” he laughed, and she brought his hand to her side, where the hidden zipper was along her rib cage. She grinned when he tugged it down and proceeded to pull the dress up and over her head.
His hand smoothed over her lower back, And she clung to his front, pulling him closer for another kiss. “Yes, you are. But you are very overdressed.”
“A travesty,” he deadpanned. “Give me a hand with that, would you?”
He held her close while she undid every button of his oxford, yanking it from the waistband of his trousers so he could shrug it off on the floor.
His belt proved a bit more difficult, given that he wasn’t willing to let her go and had taken to rolling her nipples beneath his thumbs, which was very distracting and made it difficult to get the damn thing unbuckled.
But Teagan persevered and yanked open the clasp and zipper. Only then did he take a step back and push the trousers down and over his hips. He kicked them off along with his socks. His pants stayed in place, but a bulge was clearly visible. He stepped closer again. “Better?” he asked.
“Almost,” she grinned and slid his pants down as well.
He grinned and gathered her in his arms once more, divesting his pants as he let her fall gently back on the mattress. She pushed up on her elbows to watch him.
He sat on his knees and let his eyes roam up and down her nude body to the point where she almost wanted to cover herself, but then he moved. Stopping to kiss her thigh. Her hip. Navel. Between her breasts and up her throat. She turned and found his lips, allowing her hands to wander.
Down over his chest and abdomen, he smiled against her lips and tensed when she let her fingertips dance across the skin just above his navel. She filed that spot away for later and continued down, her fingers moving down further still, finding him stiff as she wrapped them around his member.
He swore as she explored his cock, winding her fingers around and dragging them down. His head dropped to her shoulder when she squeezed him, moving her fist up and down the shaft, finding a rhythm that made his breath stutter while he sucked hot kisses to her shoulder and neck. He finally reached down to stop her, rolling over, so he was balancing over her. He lowered his head to her throat.
“Beautiful girl…” he murmured. “Do you know how long I’ve dreamt of this?”
“Not half as long as I have,” she countered, smirking when he stopped kissing her to shoot her a look.
“It’s not a competition, Teagan…”
“Not much of one.”
“Right then, I’m going to instruct you to find something to hold onto.” He nodded to her hands, which were languidly laying on either side of her head on the pillow.
She arched a brow at him, taking in his messy hair and dark eyes. She giggled.
“I warned you, Teags,” he said, scooting down between her legs. He lifted one of them onto his shoulder like before, bending down until he was breathing hot breath over her sex.
She had only enough time to groan when he slowly ran his tongue over her slit. And then her hands flailed out for something to grab when he licked through her folds, encircling her clit before fluttering over it.
“Jaxon,” she gasped, her hands hitting the headboard and scrambling for purchase on something solid.
With his lips sucking against her skin, he reached up and grabbed one of her flailing hands, pressing it to the back of his head and refocusing on making her feel like a bunch of raw nerves out in the open.
She gripped his hair and felt his groan more than heard it. He moved lower, his tongue flicking in and out of her opening as he pressed his palm flat against her other thigh, ensuring she was open wide and he was able to do as he wished.
“Fuck,” she whimpered when he started to softly suck on her clit, releasing it just as quickly as he drew it in.
Her thighs started shaking when he added his fingers, two of them, crooked slightly while he pushed them inside her. His thumb softly stroked that space between her clit and her opening and she honestly never thought anything could feel as good as what he was doing.
She couldn’t form words, but her whimpers turned into moans, tears pricking her eyes the further he took her, alternating sucking her clit with a soft fluttering of his tongue until she felt her hips buck up towards his face. He made a sound of approval, his fingers thrusting shallowly and pressing against a spot that made her see white.
As things progressed, he was slowly licking across her clit, driving her pleasure purely with his fingers and thumb, until the burning ache was too much and she started begging.
Her voice had taken on a high pitched quality that she honestly thought would have sounded fake, but he seemed to respond to it.
“Jaxon, please, please… “ she crooned, her hand still gripping his hair.
“What do you want?” he asked, his voice almost muffled because she was holding so tightly he couldn’t pull away very far. How he was able to sound like a smug prick with her juices all over his face, she wasn’t able to discern, but he did. She could just hear the curl of his lips before he pressed them back to her clit.
“You fucking know,” she moaned, sounding whinier than she’d like to admit.
