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He pulled back to look at me, watching me closely as I continued to squirm in need.

“Do you want this?” he demanded in a faint voice.

I nodded. “Yes.”

Of course I wanted this. I didn’t care about anything in that moment but having him against me.

I grabbed at his shirt and tried peeling it off of him. It was difficult, the fucking thing was practically glued to him. I cursed and he laughed, pulling away to tear it off for me. Then he was back over me, and my hands needily roamed his hard chest. My eyes gulped him in, salivating at how fucking gorgeous he looked.

This man was a work of art. Every line of muscle, every curve of his skin, every fucking feature right down to the damn hair curling around his nipples was a goddamn masterpiece.

“Don’t stop kissing me,” I told him. “Don’t stop touching me.”

He obeyed, kissing me languidly, using his masterfully skilled hands to remove every article of clothing between us. I took him all in, every sweet inch of his skin, right down to the happy trail leading to his V. Trembling, I gaped at his stiff cock, thick and long, harder than I’d ever seen him before.

Unfortunately, I didn’t get to stare at him naked for long. He kissed down my body, his large hands pinning me down from the hips.

Was he always this strong?

I breathed out nervously, unprepared entirely for the tongue assault he was near to committing.

“Carter,” I breathed out. “Don’t. I haven’t… It’s been…”

I felt his breaths against my belly as he looked up at me. “You really want me to stop? Again?”

“No, don’t stop… I want the sex, but you going down on me after today. You know, it’s been a long day and—”

“Shut up, Leah,” he cut in, a wicked smirk forming on his face. “Let me fuck you with my mouth for a little while, okay? I haven’t tasted you in a fucking century, and I think I’m entitled to a few licks.”

Well then.

My mouth closed, the protests absent now as I reminded myself tofeel.

I squirmed beneath his hold, but I was powerless. He spread my legs wide, and I gasped in surprise because, shit, this was really happening.

I stared down at him as he laid soft kisses along my inner thighs. Just the sight of him alone nearly tripped me over the edge.

“Relax,” he whispered to me. “Lean back and relax.”

His soothing words helped enormously. I stopped struggling beneath him and lay limp on the mattress, staring up at the ceiling as he continued to torture me. I trembled at the hot breaths he was sending along my skin. He didn’t tease me for long, and when I felt his hot tongue brush against my clit, my body jolted in shock. A burning pleasure ripped through me, and I gasped. He lightly licked me again, a small little glide of his tongue along my centre.

I was seeing stars.

No, for real, I was.

Dozens of little silver spots shot through my vision as I moaned, uncaring of how loud I was being.

It’d been too long. Way too long since I’d been pleasured like this. It was almost unreal.

He licked me over and over again, burying his face between my legs, sucking my clit relentlessly, driving me to the edge before drawing me back again. And he was loving it. He groaned, telling me, “Fuck yes, Leah. I can’t get enough.”

My body acted on its own, jolting repeatedly, and it didn’t stop him. He forced me to take it, until my hands were clawing at his head, pulling at his hair, riding his face shamelessly.

“Shit, shit,” I cursed, shaking. “Shit, Carter.”

I tensed beneath him just as the sudden explosion of pleasure ripped through me. It was magnificent, and unexpected, and he still ate me out, refusing to move his mouth away, until I’d come completely down from my high. Even then, he continued to taste me, making my body hum while he continued to groan, feasting on my flesh like he couldn’t get enough of me.

Finally, he climbed back over me, searing his mouth against mine, forcing his tongue between my lips. I tasted myself and wrapped my arm around his neck, pulling him deeper to me. It was the most intense oral sex I’d ever been given, and I was still hungry for him. He was new and shiny all over again, and having this mere taste reminded me how brilliant sex was with him.

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