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He lifted me up onto the countertop, then slowly peeled my sweater over my head. When the fabric hit the floor, his hands were sliding over the lace of my bra, feeling my breasts through the fabric.
My eyes closed, my breathing growing shallow and my head tipping back as he touched me. Soon enough, his hands found the clasp of my bra. He undid the binding, and it joined my sweater on the floor.
I gasped as his mouth found my breast.
His lips, teeth, and tongue worked my nipple slowly, until I was breathing hard, my hands tangled in his hair.
Bauther tugged me to the edge of the counter, his mouth moving down my abdomen until he found my leggings. His fingers hooked in the waistband, and he slowly peeled them down my thighs, leaving my thong where it was.
My chest rose and fell quickly as he lowered his face between my legs and looked up at me, meeting my eyes as he inhaled deeply. “You smell so fucking delicious.”
My entire body clenched.
When he leaned in and caught the lace of my thong between his teeth, I couldn’t hold back my soft moan.
He dragged it down my thighs and let it fall to the floor before he stood again, straightening to his full height. He was insanely tall, even with the countertop giving me a few extra inches, but I barely noticed his height. We were both way too naked to care about that.
“What now, Si?” His voice was low and growly. I had to clench my thighs to stop myself from wrapping my legs around his hips and pulling him close.
I was still breathing rapidly—too rapidly.
I wanted more.
I needed more.
“Lick me,” I whispered.
His gaze was so damn hot. “Where?”
He was going to make me say it.
I was desperate enough that I didn’t think twice about doing so. “My clit.”
He made a noise of satisfaction before he kneeled down in front of me. His hands caught the backs of my legs, and he pulled me to the very edge of the counter as he opened me wide and gave me what I wanted.
I cried out as he licked my clit once, then again.
Slowly.
So, so slowly.
It was too much and not enough at the same time.
“Harder,” I ordered, my voice desperate.
He rumbled, and the pressure increased as he continued working me. My fingers tangled in his hair again, probably knotting the smooth strands, but he didn’t give a damn.
“Beck,” I moaned, as I neared the edge of my climax. I wanted more. I needed more. “Your fingers. Use your fingers.”
He released one of my thighs, and I cried out as he slid two fingers inside me.
I shattered, sounds of pleasure escaping me. My hips jerked and my body rocked as I gripped his hair for dear life.
When I came down from the high, his tongue was still working me. His motions were slower, giving me a chance to recover a little, but it wasn’t enough.
“Fuck me,” I said breathlessly, chest still rising and falling rapidly.
“Not yet.” His mouth moved against my core, his fingers still buried inside me.
