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I press my mouth to that dark spot of need, rubbing my tongue against it to get a taste. “Fuck, you’re sweet.”
She gasps, her fists clenching and unclenching in the duvet as I tease us both. When she’s writhing for me, I hook my fingers in the sides of her panties and slip them off.
And then she’s bare beneath me, stripped of everything but the heels. At my urging, her legs shift open, and there’s nothing between me and the spread of her sex.
She’s slick and pink, and when I give in and bury my face in her, my moan matches hers.
So. Fucking. Good.
I lick through her center, lapping up all the goodness I only got a hint of before. I kiss her folds and spear inside with my tongue. I tease and lick and nibble, cataloging every catch of her breath, gasp, shake, and sigh so I can do it again. Do it better. Get her louder.
Make her hotter.
“Liam!”
Right there. That’s what I want.
My name bouncing off the ceiling and walls the way hers is inside my chest.
This thing between us is finite. So yeah, I’m fucking greedy for what I can get of her before she’s gone.
What I can get tonight. Now.
Stormy coming around my tongue, my name on her lips, her hands— just like that —in my hair.
“Up,” she gasps, her hands shaking. “Want you,” she says, her words little more than a throaty moan when I work my finger inside her.
Holy shit. That snug fit surrounded by little spasms has me ready to blow.
Another tug at my hair and I answer with a slow shake of my head, letting my lips drag back and forth across the sweetest pussy I’ve ever had.
“One more, gorgeous. Give me one more, and then I’ll give you what you want.”
* * *
Stormy
Givehimone more?AndthenI get what I want.
I’m trying to understand, but the logic evades my sex-scrambled brain. It sounds like he thinks this part where he goes down on me like a man possessed,is for him.
That getting me off, twice, is whatheneeds?
“I’ve never— not more than once —I don’t know if I can.”
He gives me the flat of his tongue while working me with his thick finger, stroking deep, teasing, and then going deeper still.
Beckoning the pleasure from that hidden, most sensitive spot inside me, first with one finger and then— oh God —with two.
“You will.”
And the way those two words rumble against my most sensitive parts, all confidence and deep-seated assurance?
The pleasure obeys, rushing through me like a rogue wave, swamping me in sensation, taking my grounding, until I’m tumbling, pulled under by something so deep and intense, I can’t breathe through it, can barely see the place where I was.
“Fuck,” he growls against me, still rubbing against my clit with his mouth. “Could drown in the taste of you coming on my tongue, gorgeous.”
Easing his fingers from inside me, he brings them to his mouth and, eyes locked with mine, sucks as he stands.
