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“It’s not cocky if we’ve already arranged it.”
I jerk, my eyes nearly popping out of my head. “Arranged? What does that mean?”
“I talked to Hotch yesterday.”
“You did what?”
“Called your dad and filled him in on plans for the weekend.”
“Including staying with us?”
“Especially that part.”
“And he was okay with it?”
His gaze sweeps over me, lingering a few seconds at my chest and the USMC shirt I’ve confiscated as my favorite. “You’re in my bed, wearing my clothes. A few hours ago, my cock was deep inside your sweet pussy, taking you hard as you moaned my name. Milked my dick dry and I was still ready to go again. It’s all fucking beautiful, and baby, it’s all fucking mine.”
At the reminder, my body comes alive, the insatiable need to feel him again snaking its way into my veins.
The corner of his mouth quirks because he knows he’s got me.
“This thing brewing between us has been a long time coming. It may be new, but it’s anything but casual. Hotch is perceptive and has reason to be skeptical of any man in your life. He also deserved a heads up on where I stand.”
“Where do you stand?” I hold my breath, waiting.
His pupils dilate, his eyes transforming into the greenish hue that sets my pulse racing. I’m so lost in his stare that I don’t realize he’s shifted us until his hand slides under the hem of the shirt and between my thighs.
Instinctively, my knees drop to the sides, and I whimper as his fingers glide their way along my slit.
“You’re still wet.”
“I am.”
“It’s fucking hot knowing you are full of me.”
I arch back, grinding against his fingers, willing them to move further.
“Thought you couldn’t move?”
“Miraculous recovery,” I rasp.
He circles my clit with his thumb, ever so softly, driving my need further. “Stop teasing.”
“Fuck if I don’t have to taste you.”
There’s no time to process his words. Lightning fast, he’s gone and my legs are over his shoulders. His tongue flicks over my clit before delving inside of me. I moan shamelessly at the first swipe.
His powerful hands grasp my inner thighs, pressing them into the bed as he speeds his movement.
“Oh my God.”
He slows, kissing and licking until my body is trembling with electric sensations shooting through my system.
It’s too much and not enough at the same time. Part of me doesn’t want this to ever end. But the instant he sucks my clit into his mouth, I knife up, moaning his name. My stomach twists in knots, pressure building low and winding up my spine.
“Please.” I fist his hair and grind against his mouth, not recognizing the desperation in my throaty plea.
He devours me expertly, using his tongue and mouth to bring me to the edge of insanity.
