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His lips move across mine slowly, and I open my mouth so our tongues can play together, and sigh as he brushes his hands down my back. He keeps his touch light, skimming his fingers across my skin, from my shoulders, down either side of my spine, to my hips, across my bum, then back up the sides of my ribs before he finally cups my breasts. I feel him sigh as he lets them rest in his palms, and he rubs his thumbs across my nipples.

“So soft,” he murmurs, taking the tips between his thumbs and forefingers and teasing them. I mumble something unintelligible as I feel them harden, and groan when he flicks them, making his lips curve up.

Without warning, he puts his arm around me and lifts up, turning me over, so in seconds I’m on my back and he’s on top. “I want to taste you, Mistletoe Macbeth,” he states, kissing around to my ear to nip the lobe. He touches his tongue to the inside and blows on it, and I shudder. “I bet you taste amazing,” he states, his voice little more than a growl.

“Ah, maybe I should just pop in the shower…”

“Not a chance.” He begins to kiss down my neck, big wet kisses, using his tongue, tasting me as he goes, and occasionally sucking, which makes me shudder.

“Oh God, don’t give me hickies,” I beg. “I don’t want to have to go to the wedding in a burka.”

“I’ll only do it in places it won’t be seen.” He kisses to the top of my breast and sucks.

I squeal. “Alex!”

He laughs—it wasn’t hard enough to leave a mark. Pushing up my breast, he fastens his mouth over my nipple and sucks again, and I moan and writhe beneath him.

“Stop wriggling.”

“You’re making me ache.”

“I haven’t even started yet, baby girl.” He swaps to the other nipple and does the same there, teasing it with his tongue and teeth, sucking and licking, until I’m sure I could come just by him doing that.

At that point, he leaves them and kisses down my belly, shifting beneath the duvet, and moves between my legs. Pushing up my knees, he lowers down, and I sigh and stretch my arms over my head as I close my eyes.

This is heaven—the sunshine and the huge white duvet and Alex’s tongue sliding down into my folds. Oh man… he’s so good at this. He goes all the way down and slips his tongue right inside me, then licks slowly all the way up. Ahhh fuck… With just the tip, he circles my clit, and then he does it all over again.

“You taste fucking amazing,” he says, his voice muffled beneath the duvet.

I cover my face with my hands. “Oh God…”

“Mmm…” He slides two fingers gently inside me, and I feel him press up as he strokes them in and out.

Gradually, I have an out of body experience, my spirit ascending out into the sunshine and up to the fluffy white clouds of heaven as he arouses me. It doesn’t take long before I feel all the tiny muscles inside me begin to tighten, but he obviously feels it too, because he withdraws his fingers and kisses my thighs, waiting for the waves to die down before he starts again.

Oh shit, he’s going to edge me until I beg him to let me come, just as he promised he would.

I groan, arching my back, and he strokes the outside of my thigh as he licks me again, teasing my clit with short flicks of the tip of his tongue. He does it for ages, drawing me right up to the point of coming, then stopping, and either blowing lightly on my swollen skin, or kissing my thighs, my belly, anywhere except the place I want to be kissed.

“Ah, Alex…” I beg, “please…”

“All in good time, baby girl.” He eases his fingers inside me again. “Jesus, you’re so wet.”

“Oh my God. I wonder why?”

“That’s such a fucking turn on. I’m so hard for you right now.”

“You know I’m going to pay you back for this, right?”

“I don’t care. I’m having the time of my life down here.” He returns to sliding his tongue through my folds, and I bite my bottom lip as every muscle tenses in response, lifting up onto my elbows.

“Relax,” he scolds, stopping and kissing my thigh.

“I can’t…” I’m almost panting.

“I’m not starting again until you lie down.”

I flop back, cursing him, and pull a pillow over my head.

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