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My head rocks back against the wall, my eyes squinting closed as he works me with dirty praise and promises.
“So wet for me… So hot.”
Teases me with his lips, his teeth.
“Could eat you for days… That’s it, Good Girl…”
With deep, penetrating thrusts of his tongue and slow, swirling licks that have need spearing through me, sharp and sweet.
This is amazing. So good.
Drugging and addictive.
I’m almost there. That needy coil so tight within me I’m mindless.
So close.
And then he’s circling my opening with the blunt end of his finger.
“Please,” I gasp, rocking into the touch.
He sinks deep and I stop breathing.
“Feel so good, Harlow. So slick and soft.”
Flicking his tongue against me, he pumps his fingers in time. “So tight.”
“Don’t stop.”
“Never gonna stop.” He gives me another finger, stretching me so I clench and spasm around him. “Never gonna get enough of your sweetness.”
“More,” I beg, my body so far gone there’s nothing but Wade and his mouth and this storm within me that’s about to break.
“Want to give you more.” His fingers meet that spot deep inside with a soft caress as he brushes his lips against my clit. “Want to give you everything.”
I’m nodding, desperate.
“One more night won’t be enough for all the fun we could have—”
He vees his fingers and twists.
“Let me make it good—” Another circling stroke of his tongue takes me to the edge and then stops short. Has me clutching at his hair, pushing my hips into the contact I can’t get enough of.
I’m shaking, burning up. My body in a rebellion like I’ve never known.
Wade pulls back, his mouth hovering a breath away from relief. “Give me the week, Good Girl.”
“Anything.” Anything he wants.
His fingers crook, finding that spot again and pressing. “Say it, Harlow. A week.Give it to me.”
“Yes—Wade—please—a week!”
I catch the flash of his cocky smirk before his lips close around my clit andhe sucks.
Every part of my being pulls in, concentrating and coalescing for a weighted beat before I come apart with a blistering intensity that goes on and on and on. He holds me tight, keeping me from collapsing as wave after wave of cresting pleasure rips through me. Until the world around me hazes out and there’s nothing but Wade’s deep voice rumbling against me.
“Mine. One week, Harlow.”
