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She does, and I slide onto the mattress behind her. I position my legs on either side of her and pull her up against me so that her ass is against my cock and her back is against my chest. “Look.”

Her eyes focus in front of us. She immediately finds our reflection in the mirror on the closet door.

“You’re going to watch me make you come apart. It will help you really see what it takes.”

“Oh my God,” she breathes.

“Look at you,” I say, lifting my hands and cupping her breasts. “So fucking gorgeous. And all mine tonight. Needy for me. Only me.”

Her hands come up to cover mine, but I shake my head. “Put your hands on my thighs. Don’t move them. Just watch.”

She does as I say. I play with her nipples, tugging with my fingers and running the vibrator over the hard tips. She squirms against me but doesn’t move her hands.

Then I slide the vibrator down between her breasts and across her stomach, teasing her belly button and then gliding the vibrating silicon from one hip bone to the other.

“Spread your legs. Hook your feet on the outside of my ankles.”

Chapter17

Linnea

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Ican’t believe I’m doing this. For one thing, I am completely naked in front of Jonah Greene. Though, that does not feel as strange as it maybe should. It feels very comfortable. Natural. I think it’s always felt inevitable.

Taking my clothes off for him was a no-brainer. I wanted to get naked with him months ago. It’s only been building since then, and ever since the idea of him being the one to teach me about sex was planted, it has burrowed deep and grown large.

Now, I’m sitting on a bed, bare naked, spread out, with him behind me, in front of a mirror.

I did not expect this. I didn’t expect a front-row seat to all the things he was going to do.

But this is hot. My entire body feels like it’s on fire. The tingles I have felt in the past, because of this man are nothing compared to the electricity that is zipping along every one of my nerve endings.

He drags the vibrator back and forth across my lower stomach.

My clit feels every vibration.

I am aching with needing him to touch me there.

I squeeze his thighs and just watch. I’m not going to say a word. He’s in charge. And I love it.

I love having someone take control like this. Someone who is purely here for my pleasure.

AndthatI definitely feel.

He’s not even naked himself, but he’s hard as a rock and won’t let me touch him. He’s doing all of the touching. All of the talking. He’s doing this for me. I feel like he is slowly unlocking things. Spinning a combination lock, finding each number one by one, to get to the final exact combination that will open everything up.

Jonah doesn’t have to say it. He is taking care of me. This is what he always does. I don’t think he’s able to be any other way.

So whatever he wants to do, however, he wants to do it, I am here for it.

“Look at you,” he rasps in my ear. “I want to touch and lick and suck and bite every inch of you all at once.”

I shiver again at the idea of him biting me—I had no idea that would be a turn-on. But I want to be marked. By Jonah. I want to be owned by him. I want to be his.

I tip my head back to rest on his shoulder, letting my eyes slide shut. “This feels so good.”

The buzzing stops. My eyes open.

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