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But then he rubs a thumb over the crease between my hip and my pelvis and I shiver with pleasure.
And I know he sees what he’s doing to me.
He hooks his fingers in the waistband and pauses, lifting his gaze to mine. I know what he’s asking. And I know, much to my surprise, what he’s giving me.
I could walk away right now. I could get up, thank him for being so understanding, and walk out that door.
Instead, I nod.
Yes,I’m saying silently.Destroy me.
8
CLARA
A wicked smile curves Demyen’s lips and he rips my panties apart like they’re nothing more than a minor inconvenience.
I barely have enough time to register just how fuckinghotthat is when I’m suddenly spread wide, my legs hooked over his bare shoulders and his hungry gaze centered right on my aching core.
“Did any spill here?” he asks me, dragging a finger over my damp heat.
Words fly from my mind. The entire concept of spoken language goes right out the door with it.
But he waits for my answer, this cruel, teasing man, and I’m forced to whimper a pitiful “no” when he drags that finger back up and teases my clit with light little circles.
“Hmm. Shame.” Demyen’s grin spreads wide. “I should double-check.”
I’m about to cry out “no” again—not because I don’t want it, but because I’m afraid I’ll literally crumble to pieces if he does what he’s threatening.
But he’s too fast. He dives down.
And when his tongue flattens and glides over my slit, I’m a goner.
My hips buck up involuntarily as a wordless cry rips out of my chest. He takes advantage of the moment by cupping my ass in his strong hands to pull me closer to him.
He’s playing evil games.
I want more, so he teases.
I want faster, so he slows.
I need him to devour me like a starved man, but Demyen takes his time to taste every inch of me at his own leisurely pace.
“Demyen!” I cry out. My hips roll and his hands grip me, keeping me in place. I hate it. I love it. I want more of it.
His chuckle mixes with a growl of pride. I can feel it rumble from his lips straight to my core.
When he tugs again with that deliciously wicked mouth, it’s perfectly timed with the press of his fingers inside me. My eyes roll back in my head as he presses and searches, then curls those fingers and begins to rub. I don’t even know what magic button he’s found inside me, but it’s there and it’s erasing every coherent thought from my brain.
My fingers thread through his hair and tug at the roots. I need something to grab or I’m going to skyrocket through the ceiling.
Hell, I might do that anyway. This pressure deep inside me is almost unbearable.
Demyen murmurs something against my skin, then presses a passionate kiss to my mound. That’s all it takes.
Boom.Fireworks.
I’m shuddering. Sobbing. Drooling and riding out every single fucking second of euphoria on his hand like it’s going to be my last.
