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“Fuck Saxon.” He props his head on a hand and kisses me.
“He’ll be waiting,” I protest when he finally moves back.
“He’d understand.” He brushes his fingers down my neck to my breasts and teases a nipple with his thumb. “I’m going to make love to you real slow now,” he promises. “And make the most of this gorgeous body of yours. I want to taste every inch of you. And I want to make you come over and over again until you’re begging me to stop.”
I look up into his feverish green eyes, my heart hammering. His impressive erection is pressing against my hip, begging for action, but I can see from the look in his eyes that he’s serious. He’s going to sex me to death. Oh Jesus. What a way to go.
He starts by stroking me, taking forever to touch every available square inch of bare skin with his fingers, until my body feels like one huge erogenous zone. How can he turn me on by stroking my elbows, my knees, and behind my ears? He kisses me while he’s doing this, long, languorous kisses that leave me breathless, and it’s only after an ice age that his fingers finally find their way between my thighs.
After parting my knees wide so I’m exposed to his touch, he spends a while stroking the skin of my inner thighs and either side of my mound, and it’s only when a moan of frustration escapes my lips that he gives in and slides his fingers into the heart of me.
“Ah, Heidi,” he murmurs. “So swollen and wet and ready for me.”
I close my eyes, feeling my face flush. “That’s rude.”
“It’s honest. Aaahhh… you’re so fucking hot…” He slides his fingers down, right inside me, and I moan again. My eyes flicker open, to look right into his, which are wide and intense. “I’m going to watch you as you come,” he murmurs, “so I can share every second of pleasure you feel.”
“Oh God…”
“Are you close, baby? Can you feel it coming?”
I close my eyes again. “Yeah…”
“Tell me how it feels.”
“Mmm… Like a ball of heat inside me, spreading outward…”
“Am I touching the Countess right?” He circles the pad of his finger over my clit.
“Ohhh… yes…”
He slows, gently teasing. “How about this?”
I groan. “Fuck…”
“Tell me what you want.”
“Let me come,” I beg. A deep ache fills me inside as he moves his hand away and strokes my inner thighs.
“Look at me.”
I open my eyes and look up into his. He returns his fingers, slipping them down into my folds, and this time he strokes firmly. The orgasm claims me immediately, a powerful tightening of muscles inside, followed by the brief, hard pulses that make me gasp out loud. And through it all, I know he’s watching me, drinking in my pleasure, knowing it was all down to him.
“Mm,” he says, as I flop back onto the pillows. “Good girl.”
He kisses me, and at the same time lifts up and moves over me as he starts kissing down my body. He slides his lips up my jaw to behind my ear and sucks my earlobe, grazes agonizingly slowly down my neck, and proceeds to kiss every inch of skin on my arms from my shoulders to my fingertips. Then he moves to my breasts and spends a good while licking and sucking there, until my body starts to stir again, responding to his loving touch.
Only then does he kiss down my stomach, move between my thighs, and part them before burying his mouth in my folds.
“Jesus.” I rest my arms over my face, groaning as he slides his tongue down inside me. Moving back a little, he explores with his fingers, taking his time, spending a while teasing my entrance with the tip of a finger before gently sliding two fingers inside me and returning his mouth to my clit. Ohhh… he’s so good at this, he knows exactly the right pressure to use with his tongue, how to be gentle but firm. He coaxes pleasure out of me, and it’s not long before I feel my muscles begin to tense.
He withdraws his fingers and blows his warm breath across my sensitive skin.
I let out a long groan and look up at the ceiling in frustration.
“Just relax,” he tells me, “it’ll be worth it, baby.”
I try to do as he says, but my body feels like a spring coiled for release, like a clockwork toy wound too tight. His tongue slides through my folds, licking, teasing, warm on my skin, and in less than thirty seconds the pressure begins to build inside me. But once again, he stops, and the ripples die away.
