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I don’t have to open my eyes to know it’s too bright, and I’m not just talking about the sun for once.
I mean the fucking madwoman who’s been poking me in the head for the last five minutes despite my dogged attempts to ignore her and keep sleeping.
“Gruffykiiins,” Elle sings for what must be the fifth time. “Wake u—EEP!”
That’s it.
I’ve had it.
I drag one eye open and snap my teeth at her finger.
This time, I catch it.
She freezes, staring at me with wide eyes, while I hold her finger prisoner between my teeth, biting down just hard enough to taste the warm salt of her skin and keep her from escaping.
“Go back to sleep,” I mutter incoherently around her finger.
Elle smirks. “You have to let go if you want me to understand what you’re saying.”
I do let go—just long enough to speak.
“No. Mine,” I say, barely giving her a second to realize she’s free before I capture her finger again and flick the tip of my tongue against it.
Her face goes crimson.
Even if her cheerfulness annoys me, she’s adorably sexy this morning, shamelessly nude and sitting cross-legged with her hair a mess of gold falling down her shoulders. The red undertones in her hair almost match the warm, well-loved pink of her nipples.
Blushing up to the tips of her ears, she’s still grinning. “Don’t stick it out if you’re not going to use it—oh God.”
That oh God is my fault.
Because the moment she chastises me to use it, I do.
Pushing myself up, I capture her mouth in a kiss.
Just a glimpse of her wide eyes before they sink closed and she sways into me, catapulting me into heaven.
She tastes like everything made to ruin a man.
Submissive and sweet and so damned needy.
Even when she melts against me, she’s never shy about demanding what she wants. Her lush little mouth begs me to slip deeper inside her, to take more, to storm her with a pleasure that could keep me here all day.
It’s too easy to ignore the entire world when I’m this addicted to the way her lips give every time I gently sink my teeth against them for slow, teasing bites that coax small moans from the back of her throat.
She’s easy to fall into.
She could almost make me stop caring that it’s not noon yet.
I’m still drowsy as I slip my tongue slowly inside her mouth to glide against hers, savoring every moment before I draw back to take in the stunned, confused look on her flushed face with as much satisfaction for her dazed eyes as for the wet, plumped gleam of her lips.
“Now, what’s that face for?” I ask softly.
Elle blinks rapidly and shakes herself. “I just ... I wasn’t expecting you to ...”
So brazen, most of the time.
Yet so shy when she has to admit how she really feels around me.
