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“No,” he says.

“Yes, I do,” I whimper, and he drags a finger along my slit.

Goosebumps travel along my skin.

“You don’t need to, you want to.”

“No, pretty sure it’s a need at this point,” I argue.

“Oh, really?” he asks with a smirk.

“Who are you?” I ask.

“The man who is going to make you come.”

“Promises, promises.”

“Hold on tight there, Ames.”

I don’t get to retort before he buries his tongue in my pussy again.

“Gah!”

I can’t keep track of the sensations of his tongue, lips, and teeth as they play my body like their own personal instrument.

“Garrett,” I moan, clenching the dress in my hands since I can’t touch him right now.

His fingers find that spot again and pulse quickly against it. Again, my knees buckle, and his hand is the only thing keeping me pinned to this wall.

Fireworks explode behind my eyelids as my orgasm surrounds me. My right leg has long since given up trying to be of any use at all, and my left is pressed against Garrett’s back and shoulder as I struggle to catalog the sensations that buffet my body. Lifting my useless right leg, Garrett hauls it over his other shoulder. My shoulders and head are the only thing still supported by the wall, and my cries are now echoing around us.

If he stops now, I’m going to kill him.

His left hand shifts behind me, holding my ass up as he continues to feast. I should be embarrassed by the sounds he’s wringing from me. But that’s impossible. He stretches his hand, his index finger brushing against my asshole and pressing there. I stiffen, but the added pleasure that’s coursing through my body feels too good to stop him.

“Garrett, ohmygod, Garrett. Please. I’m coming. Don’t stop, don’t stop, please.”

His finger presses deeper inside me at the same time his teeth nibble at my clit, and waves of pleasure crest over me as my orgasm goes on and on. His lips don’t stop, and a second orgasm rushes forward on the heels of the first. I shatter around him, only tethered to the ground by the way his mouth works me through that orgasm too.

He pulls back, pressing soft kisses along my shaky thighs. His hand comes up to cradle my back and when I finally return to reality, I’m straddling him as we face each other on the floor.

I blink my eyes open, and everything looks the same when it should be different. I’m not the same, and I never will be after that experience. I cup his cheeks in my palms and pull him forward, thrusting my tongue into his mouth. The taste of me still coats him, and I deepen the kiss, grinding my ass on his erection where it presses against me.

“I need you,” I pull back far enough to tell him. Tangling my fingers in his bow tie, I focus on getting it off him as quickly as possible.

My lips find his jaw, and he moans as he leans his head back to give me better access.

“Now. Please.”

He groans again as I grind harder against him, shifting my dress out of the way.

“Not like this. Not on the floor.” He sits up and cups my chin in his fingers.

“Floor, wall, chair, I don’t care at this point.” My greedy body wants more of what he can give me. Considering he just tongue-fucked me against a wall, I’m pretty sure we can stay right here.

“I do,” he says.

Meeting his gaze, I see the stubborn determination at the forefront. “Fine,” I start to stand and sink back down on him as breath hisses between my teeth.

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