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The base of his spine began to tingle, acknowledging the orgasm quickly rising into existence, but Caera was stubbornly holding out on him. Refusing to fall off the edge without her, Saul guided their linked hands beneath her, slowing his thrusts as he sought her clit. Not that it was difficult to find. “Rub your clit, bunny. Make yourself come all over my cock.”
“I-I don’t know how.”
That was a damn shame, he thought. In fact, he was going to prioritize it on his list of things to teach her, and he might as well start now. He set the pad of his middle finger directly on the protruding nub, circling it lightly. “Just like this, Caera.” Grinding into her, he directed her fingers where they needed to be. “Play with yourself. Find what feels good.”
Awkwardly, fingers stiff, she tried her best. “Is there going to be a test later?”
His orgasm abating for the moment, Saul bent and kissed her back. “Absolutely. I’ll time you to see how fast you can get yourself off. Just focus on where your fingertips are and what feels nice.” When her hips jerked, he groaned quietly. “That’s it, find the sweet spot.”
He helped as much as he could, urging her to explore with a firmer touch, a lighter one, experimenting with speed and friction. Pride swelled along with his cock when she crooned softly, her body switching the pleasure dial to high. Praising her, he began to move again, driving into wet heat with long, slow strokes and tipping her over the edge.
Nurturing his own climax this time, Saul fucked her through the spasms, relishing the way she milked his cock, and savoring the cries she tried to muffle against the sheets. His fingers took over from hers when her hand flopped from between her legs, pinching the sensitive bud with sufficient pressure to make her keen quietly.
She responded beautifully to a small bite of pain.
The tingling returned, ricocheting up his spine as his balls ached and tightened. His hips worked faster, rocking the bed until it squeaked in time with his thrusts. As cum rushed up his shaft, he released her clit and counted only a second before he surged home in time for her to erupt around him and sweep him away in tandem.
Before his arm gave out, Saul had the foresight to ease out of her and twist away to the side, dropping onto his back beside her. While his raging blood pounded through his veins, he couldn’t help being amused by the fact she stayed exactly as she was, her butt up in the air, looking like a delectable offering to some long-forgotten deity.
“Oh my God,” she moaned after what seemed like forever. “I don’t think I’ll ever be able to walk again. Did you rearrange something inside me? Like my spine?”
Laughing, he reached out and nudged her hip gently, toppling her onto her side so he could see her face. High flush, green eyes just losing that dazed edge, face slack…she was stunning. He covered her hand with his. “Is that a complaint, little rabbit?”
“No, Sir,” she answered with a satisfied smile. “No complaints here.”
Damn it, Sir was incredibly gratifying coming from her lips. He liked it, and his cock gave serious thought to lifting its head for round three. “I wasn’t too rough? I didn’t scare you?”
A tiny frown ruffled her brow. “No. I’m not scared of you.”
“That’s probably a good thing, seeing as how I have a lot more planned for you,” he murmured, turning to his side so they faced each other. “Think you can make it to the bathroom, Caera? I have an urge to take a shower with you, and pay homage to this body the way it deserves.”
Her lips quirked. “We’re not having sex in Connie’s shower, Saul. It’s bad enough we’re doing naughty things in her guestroom. I’ll have to do the laundry so everything’s clean again.”
“I’ll handle clean up duty,” he promised, “and I doubt Con would care if we put on a show in the middle of the kitchen. Well, unless we sullied her counters, then we’d be in trouble. But I wasn’t suggesting fucking your brains out under the water.”
Those eyes narrowed. “You weren’t?”
“No. There are other things to do with a willing, supple body.” He reached out and brushed a few wild strands of hair away from her cheek.
“Like what?” she whispered.
“Hmm. Washing it from head to toe. Pampering every inch with my hands. Worshipping it…revering it…treating it like a princess…”
“It or me? Because I really like the sound of that.”
“Well, then, I’d better make sure I follow through on every last word, hadn’t I?” Groaning under his breath, he got up and removed the condom, then thought slipping into his boxer briefs might be a good idea if he had to tackle the hallway between the bedroom and the bathroom. “When you’re ready, borrow one of my shirts and join me in the shower, okay?”
“Okay,” Caera agreed shyly, turning her face into the bed as he ran his hand over her butt.
God, he’d never get tired of her being so adorably bashful.
Trusting she wouldn’t get cold feet and hide herself away in the closet until he was forced to look for her, Saul left her alone. When the door clicked quietly closed, he waited, his ear pressed to the wood. After the last time, he wasn’t going to walk away whistling if Caera’s hormones overrode the endorphin high and sent her plummeting into another crying jag.
But there was only silence for a minute or two, then a delighted, happy giggle reached his ears, and a grin stretched his lips. Well, wasn’t that just the cherry to top off his day? Two good, therapeutic bouts of sex, one content little rabbit, and the possibility of an evening at his favorite club with his friends.
What more could a man ask for?
Chapter Eleven
