Page 62 of Under His Guard


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Dipping a finger beneath the fabric, I moan as I kiss Clara’s smooth skin. She’s so wet for me.

As I rub up and down her slit, Clara arches off the couch again, and I put a hand on the flat of her stomach, gently holding her in place.

I kiss my way to her panties, caressing her over the fabric as my thumb plays with her beneath it.

“Luke!”

My heart pounds as I light up from the inside. I love hearing Clara scream my name.

“So good, baby. So damn good.” I inch my hand back to pull the fabric of her panties aside, revealing her glistening skin. “I want the whole building to hear you.”

I dive in, stroking my tongue between her folds and finding her clit. Clara cries out, her hands going to my head again.

As I swirl my tongue around her, I hold Clara close to my face, my hips instinctively rocking against the couch.

Probing at her entrance, I dip inside before sliding back out and circling her clit. Clara’s legs tremble in my grip, and I suck her into my mouth, humming.

“Holy shit.” Clara sounds drunk, and damn if that doesn’t make my chest puff up with pride.

I could spend my life between Clara’s legs and never get enough. She’s so responsive and damn sexy.

“That’s so good, baby. I want to feel you come. Can you do that for me?”

Looking up from between her thighs, I watch with glee as she struggles to lift her head up, breathlessly grinning.

“If you keep that up, I think I’ll be able to fucking fly.”

Chuckling, I get back to work, and this time, I slip my fingers inside her as I tongue her clit.

“Fuck!”

She clamps around my fingers, and damn, she’s so tight. My mind starts whirling from the possibilities, but I have zero time for that.

Hooking my fingers up into her G-spot, I stroke against the sensitive nerves as I suck her clit between my lips again.

Clara rocks her hips against my face, and I mirror her thrusts with my fingers—and the desperate erection that’s grinding against my zipper.

As I find a particular spot that makes Clara tremble, I flick my tongue up and down over that needy bud, and she freezes in place.

A quick glance up shows me her mouth is wide in a silent scream, and then the grip on my hair pulls hard.

That’s my girl. All fucking mine.

A moment later, Clara flutters around my tongue and fingers as she cries out, the orgasm taking over her body.

I keep fucking her with my fingers until she stills, lapping up her shuddering climax.

Everything slows down, and I slip back from her, catching my breath as hers heaves in her chest.

“Damn, you look beautiful like this.”

Clara laughs as she cracks as eyelid. “Half naked?”

“Spent. Satisfied. Because of me.”

She chews on the side of her lip, her stare going to the floor as she fights a grin.

I help her to get covered back up after a moment, and then she’s in my arms, just lying against me on the couch.

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