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I run my fingers through his hair, lightly pulling the strands and arching up into him as much as I can. I want to sink into him and feel everything. I trail one hand down his back and then grab his shirt, reaching for the hem so I can touch his bare skin underneath. He continues to lay a trail of kisses along my skin, igniting me.
“Take your shirt off,” I whisper.
He pushes up, ripping it over his head in one motion. Then, he yanks the straps of my camisole down my shoulders, and I pull my arms and hands through. He stares at my breasts like it’s the first time he’s seen them and not like he just came on them last night.
Reverently, he runs his thumbs over both nipples, watching them pucker as I squirm under the sensation. Unlike last time, it seems he wants to draw this out, make it last. I don’t mind; it’s more time that I can keep his attention captive and on me. It’s more time that I get to live inside my fantasy world. It’s more time that I get to be a pathetic dreamer.
I watch as he lowers his head, sucking one nipple into his mouth and running his tongue around it. It sends a flood of heat between my legs, and I moan.
“Do you like that? I didn’t get to spend much time on these the other night,” he murmurs, and I quickly nod.
He moves to the other one and does the same thing. His hands grab the cami that’s looped around my stomach, and he starts to ease it down as he continues his ministrations. I push up, so he can drag it over my ass, his fingers catching my sleep shorts and underwear in one fell swoop and pulling them down with the top.
Damn, that was smooth.
“Take your pants off,” I whisper, and he raises his head slowly, a devilish smirk gracing his face and making me bite my lip.
“Someone is impatient,” he says. Then, he goes back to my nipple, planting a kiss on it and then blowing against the wetness he left there, watching it tighten. “I love these little bumps around it that stand out when you get turned on.”
He rubs his pointer finger over them and around my nipple and then trails it outward between the valley of my breasts and down my torso. Right before he arrives at the place that’s aching for him, he stops, and I let out a groan. He chuckles as he backs off the bed, his hands working at his pants.
“You are evil,” I say, and he winks.
I’m never going to recover from this man.
“Don’t worry; I’ll make it worth your while.”
His pants fall to the floor in a heap, and he reaches down, grabbing my ankles and yanking me toward him. His hands slowly inch up my legs, gripping my calves and then my thighs, parting me for him. He stares at my pussy like a man starved, and I feel a tingle run through my body in anticipation.
I watch him lick his lips before he drops to his knees, placing my legs over his shoulders. Then, he dives in, licking a slow line up my pussy before circling my clit. My hands clench the sheets underneath me as I struggle not to combust from that feeling alone.
His dark hair moves back and forth as he explores every part of me, sucking and licking until I’m in a frenzy. I let go of the sheets to push against my stomach, making sure I’m still there, and then I run my fingers through my hair. He gives me an appreciative moan before pressing his thumb down on my clit as he thrusts his tongue inside me, and that does it. I’m officially over the edge, rainbows and glitter exploding behind my eyes, hands grabbing at nothing. I don’t think I’ll survive.
As I slowly blink my eyes back open, I focus in on the ceiling first, a satisfied smile on my face. Then, Simon’s face comes into view, and his stupid smirk lets me know just how well he knows he did.
“Okay, okay. That was wonderful, amazing, spectacular. You are great at that,” I tell him with a smile. “Let’s get on with it.”
“Someone isn’t very good at giving compliments,” he says with a chuckle.
“The best,” I say with a salacious wink.
He flips me over onto my stomach with one turn before smacking my ass with a resounding slap. I shriek, and then he leans down to bite the same area while I wiggle, trying to turn back over.
“Not so fast,” he growls, gripping my hips and pulling me up onto my knees. He swipes a finger through me, inserting it slightly before groaning. “I think you’re ready for me. Don’t move.”
I start to turn before he pushes down on my back and pauses.
“I said, don’t move.”
I comply and hear his footsteps cross the floor, and then the door opens and closes. I risk a look and see that I’m alone. I furrow my brow, glancing around the empty room.
“What the fuck?” I mutter.
But then the door starts to open again, and I get back into position.
A palm smooths across my ass once more as I hear the sound of foil being torn, and I assume Simon is rolling a condom on.
So, that’s why he left.
