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Spots swam before my eyes; that’s how bad I wanted her. Inhaling through my nose, I slid my hands up the insides of her legs, her little purr of delight going right to my dick.

Kneading her thighs, I pushed them wider then settled between them, my face level with her core. She was hot and wet, her body relaxed and open to mine. I swirled my fingers around her lips, gently swiping over the swollen bud in the center. Her legs shook, and I leaned over to kiss her inner thigh before burying my face in her opening.

She gasped, and I held nothing back, lapping and licking, sucking and nibbling. Her flavor was addictive and everything I knew it would be. She was so wet she drenched my tongue, and I found myself pushing two fingers into her opening while twirling my tongue around her clit.

She moved and rocked against my fingers, and I sucked a little deeper. She cried out, her hands fisting in my hair. Pulling my fingers out, I lifted my face to stare up her long, naked frame. Panting, she angled her chin down so our eyes could meet. Boldly, I stuck the two fingers that had just been inside her right into my mouth. My eyes rolled back when I tasted her, and I sucked them so hard my cheeks hollowed out.

“It’s not enough,” I said when I’d licked them clean and dove back into her center.

True hunger came over me as I laid my palms against her thighs, holding her open for me to feast. I swiped up her slit, then shoved my tongue inside her, making her body bow against the bed.

Gripping her thighs, I held her there as I fucked her with my tongue, her juices smearing all over my face. She started to tremble, her whimpers filling the room.

With one last lick, I lifted my face. “Come for me, baby girl. Come all over my tongue. Come so hard I still taste you in the morning.”

Pushing my tongue back inside her, I rubbed two fingers against her clit, and she splintered apart so hard she jolted up the bed. I followed her, refusing to lift my mouth, humming my pleasure as I drank down every last bit of her orgasm. She was so saturated, her curls damp, her inner thighs smeared.

I ate her through the orgasm until her shaking, spent body fell boneless against the bed and she heaved a sigh of relief. Even then, I gentled my tongue, licking up what was left before pressing a kiss to her clit, swollen lips, and then her entrance.

“Good girl,” I murmured, kissing her inner thigh. “Good fucking girl,” I repeated.

“Oh my God,” she whispered, lying on her back and staring up at the ceiling. “Is it always like that?”

Is it always like that? Might as well have been ice water. Extra icy.

Because oh my fuck.

Oh my fucking fuck.

What did I just do?

I did exactly what I told myself I would NOT do. I was an asshole. Seriously heinous. What the hell was wrong with me?

“Ben?” My silence must have been loud because Jess pushed up onto one elbow to look at me.

I was still between her legs. I sat back, even as I felt like scum, and swiped what was left of her on my lower lip and sucked it into my mouth.

So good.

“Are you okay?” she asked, doubt crossing her flushed features. Then, “Did I do something wrong?”

With a sound, I launched forward, tackling her back into the mattress. “Wrong is a word that does not belong in your vocabulary,” I told her. “You’re my favorite.”

The relaxation cloaking her came back, and she smiled.

“You feeling okay?” I asked, sweeping my gaze over her features.

“After that, how could I not?”

“I’m the man.”

She smiled. “I guess so.”

Tenderness shoved out some of the still-hammering desire in me, taking a little of the ache out of my still-rigid dick. “I do love you,” I whispered.

Her eyes melted. “I—”

Panic assaulted me. I scrambled back, putting a hand over her lips. “I don’t know if you were gonna say it, but I forbid it.”

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