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“Here? You can’t wait?” His voice was teasing. I kissed him, pulling him into me. He chuckled, freeing his hand from my hair so that he could sit up slightly.

“You look too good, better than any confectionary you could make,” he murmured. I blushed but kept his sizzling eye contact. There wasn’t a moment of this that I wanted to deny myself; if he was just keeping me around for fun, I wanted to remember every second of it. He pulled away further, and I immediately missed his body heat.

“Lift your hips.”

I did as he commanded, and he pulled off my underwear in one quick motion. Tossing it aside with my shoes, he started to climb back between my legs again.

Only this time he wasn’t grinding against me.

“Lerin!” I gasped in surprise as his hot lips parted my labia. I heard his muffled laugh at my reaction, and his hands tightened on my hips. His tongue fluttered against my clit, circling and rubbing against it, and I could hardly breathe at how good it felt.

I’d never been this turned on before. I needed him, craved him. It felt like I’d fall apart if I lost contact for even a moment.

My body was convulsing with pleasure, overwhelmed from the threat of orgasm, and desperate for more. Lerin didn’t need me to ask for what I wanted—he seemed to know already. His attention was focused on my clit. Every small brush of skin was overstimulating and yet so damn good. He paused for just a moment, kissing my labia and entrance with hot breath, before licking and kissing my clit again. He was teasing me, and I couldn’t ever ask him to stop.

It felt incredible.

I had to keep reminding myself to breathe.

“Lerin,” I gasped as he got a little rougher. He moaned back from against my clit and the sound rocked my entire body. Throwing my head back, I let out a sob. My thighs tightened around his head a little, and I came hard without warning.

I was throbbing, falling to pieces, and adrift in the waves of pleasure.

My thighs were shaking against his head, but he didn’t stop.

It was like he was trying to kill me with how good this felt.

My hips were rolling, straining to get closer to his face even though he was already making complete contact with me. I couldn’t think about anything else but havingmore, craving every inch of him against me. My hands slipped down and tangled in his red hair.

His mouth moved lower, licking and teasing my entrance. I squirmed, not surprised by the pleasure anymore, just enjoying every moment of it.

His tongue pressed into me shallowly at first. It wasn’t enough, not nearly enough. “Please,” I begged. He pressed his tongue in further now, and my body stiffened with the sensation. One of his hands moved from my hips.

I moved more, testing out the freedom of it, not thinking about where that hand was going.

He slipped his tongue out of me and moved back up to my clit. I opened my mouth to complain, and his fingers pressed in past my lips. Immediately understanding, I did as he wordlessly told me.

Eyes closed; I treated his fingers like I hoped to eventually treat his cock.

I lavished them, tasting his hot skin, and writhed as he moaned against my clit. I was glad I could affect him so much. He pulled his fingers from my lips with a pop, and before I could even register what was happening, he moved them down and started to press two of them into me.

“Oh…Lerin.” Opening my eyes, I leaned up to try and look, but all I could see beyond my pushed-up dress was his hair still gripped in my hand. I loosened my fingers a little. Lerin tilted his head, looking up at me while his mouth was still on my clit, and pressed in a third finger.

I couldn’t keep my eyes open anymore, it felt too damn good.

Breaking eye contact, I leaned my head back and gasped more praise.

Why did he seem to have an almost prophetic understanding of my body?

I was nearing a second orgasm, and this time I saw it coming.

I panted, “I’m g-going to…” I didn’t know why I felt the need to warn him this time around, it had all felt so damn good when I hadn’t warned him before.

I heard him chuckle against my anatomy, confident and cheeky.

Why the hell was that so hot?

This orgasm, like the first one, pulled me under suddenly and hard. I felt like he was breaking me apart and inspecting me piece by piece to figure out how to make me feel good.

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