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A moan escaped me before I caught myself, pressing my lips together as my hands went to the back of Slash’s head, holding him to me as his tongue moved across my clit in the exact way he knew I liked, driving me up until I was almost at that peak, before yanking hard against my hold, getting to his feet, then slamming inside of me.
His hand slapped down over my mouth as he settled deep, muffling my moan, keeping our public moment private as he surged inside of me.
Hard.
Fast.
“Fuck, you feel good,” Slash hissed, his lips close to my ear, his words making my walls clench around him.
His free hand moved down, grabbing my leg, pulling, urging me to follow his lead.
I didn’t need more encouragement than that.
I hooked one leg around his hips, holding on, then pulling the second one up as well, my heels falling off my feet in the process.
My back pounded against the wall as Slash slammed inside of me, getting harder and harder with each passing moment, as we both got driven to that edge.
He sent me crashing over it first, my arms and legs wrapped around him, crying out my release against his palm.
“Fuck,” Slash growled, fucking me through it before slamming deep and coming too.
His hand slipped to my throat after, an almost possessive gesture that had my belly flip-flopping as his forehead pressed to mine, trying to even out his breathing.
There was something unexpectedly sweet at that moment, something that had some of my defenses falling away as my hands sifted up into his hair, massaging his scalp the way I liked so much, but hadn’t felt in ages.
The sort of rumbling sound that moved through his chest, vibrating into me, let me know that Slash was a fan too.
His reaction was the only explanation for the way I turned my head, the way I sought out his lips once again.
We didn’t kiss after.
Kissing was a foreplay thing only.
But Slash didn’t even hesitate as my lips claimed his. They let me take the lead. And, for once, the kiss wasn’t hard, hungry, almost bruising with its intensity.
It was soft, sweet, intimate.
A little whimper moved through me as we deepened it ever so slightly, Slash’s lips slanting over mine as his hand moved from my throat to the side of my face, cradling my jaw as his tongue slipped inside to toy with mine.
A warm sensation spread across my chest, then seemed to envelop me completely, making me feel almost a little drunk as our lips continued to explore.
It seemed like it went on forever, and as the moments stretched on, the sensations deepened. Not desire, exactly. Something different. Something deeper.
It wasn’t until I felt this strange almost tugging sensation in my chest, suspiciously close to my heart, that I knew what was happening.
Feelings.
Feelings were what was happening.
And they couldn’t happen.
Shit was messy enough already.
I didn’t need to complicate things even more than that.
My lips ripped from him as my legs dropped from his hips. My arms were last to untangle from him. I tried to tell myself it was because I needed him to hold me up while I got to my feet, but some part of me knew it was just because I didn’t want to let go.
Which was exactly why I needed to.
