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Slower now, I continue to slide my fingers in and out of her, her pussy pulsating around them as I guide her down from her high.

Twitching when I finally remove them, a deep low groan leaves the back of her throat and I can tell she’s a needy little thing and wants, no, needs more.

“You’re really good at that.” Sounding shy, she dips her eyes downward.

“And you look hotter than hell when you come. It’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. Now suck.” I push my fingers, which are coated in her juices, through the seam of her lips. Her head rises in surprise. Eyes locked, she twirls her tongue around them without me having to ask her twice. Her warm wet mouth is unsure at first, but then she closes her eyes, pleasure written all over her face.

“Kiss me.” I grin devilishly, removing them from her mouth. I lick her lips, tasting her juices there. I’m already addicted to her taste.

“You are fucking delicious.”

She mumbles against my lips, “This is not what I imagined sex to be like.”

My lips pressed against hers. “This isn’t sex, baby. You’ll know when I’ve been inside of you. You’ll feel every inch of me for days afterward.”

Clasping my face with both hands, she says, “I want that.”

“We have all the time in the world.”

I can be slow and patient with her. I’m prepared to wait for her to be ready to have sex with me. In the meantime, though, I won’t hold back from showing her what I like and how I have no inhibitions in the bedroom. And I will make no bones about letting her discover what she likes too. There is nothing hotter than a woman knowing and telling you what she wants and isn’t ashamed to ask for it.

Lily reaches down between us and rubs my throbbing cock over my pants, making me groan. Clearly feeling brave, she whispers, “I would like to help you with that.”

“Not yet.” I want her to know I want more than just sex with her.

“Will you show me what you like?”

I close my eyes and groan in reverence, “Fuck, you might just be my perfect woman.”

“I’m going to be the only woman that ever touches you again. I want to learn what you like and do everything to please you.” Her hungry fingers continue to rub me, and I growl with pleasure. “I might be yours, Ash, but you are mine too.”

Her innocence and vulnerability mixed with her spike in confidence makes my pulse leap with excitement.

“Well, fuck, that’s the second best thing I've ever heard.” The first being that she’s my biggest fan.

The driver’s voice startles us when it crackles through the intercom. “Mr. Johansson, we have arrived at your destination.”

I chuckle at his formality. In four years, Victor has never called me Mr. Johansson.

I press the button to answer. “Thanks, Victor. I will only be here for an hour. Can you wait for me?”

“No,” Lily calls out, holding my hand on the intercom button. “You can go home, Victor.” She releases the button. “You are staying with me tonight.”

My eyebrows shoot upward in surprise. “Really?”

She nods her head enthusiastically and presses the intercom button again. “No need to get out, Victor. We can see ourselves in, but you can pick Ash up tomorrow.” She leaps off my lap, gets out of the car, and is running up the stairs at the front of her apartment before I can say Goodbye, Victor.

Yeah, I was right, she’s a little freak alright.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

Lily

Preparing two coffees, I realize how tiny my apartment is as I watch Ash sift through my vinyl record collection. His shoulders are so broad—the width of a bear—I’m guessing that’s where he gets his nickname from. Although in my eyes, he’s a gentle giant.

A perfect gentleman, he waited for me to invite him into my home. Of course, that’s when everything changed, pushing me against the wall like an animal waiting to pounce as soon as the door closed behind us. The things that man can do with his tongue… and his fingers.

But then, like the gentleman he is, he stopped and told me to make coffee first.

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