Page 274 of Ruin Me Gently

Every push, every curl of her fingers had heat searing through me, pooling low and tight, ready to snap.

“Give me another,” I choked out.

Her breath hitched. “You sure?”

I nodded, legs spreading wider for her, giving her everything.

She pressed her lips to my inner thigh in a soft and tender kiss, before spitting down and pushing another finger in.

“Faster,” I gasped. “Harder.”

She obeyed immediately, pressing deeper, picking up the pace of her thrusts, shifting them just right, andfuck—

“Yes,” I gasped. “Just like that—don’t stop.”

She didn’t. God, she didn’t.

She was fucking me now, properly, working her fingers inside me, hitting that perfect spot every damn time while her mouth still teased up my thigh, her tongue dragging slow, torturous lines against my burning skin.

My chest heaved, pleasure crashing through me in waves, a tight coil winding hot and brutal in my gut.

I didn’t want to come. I needed to hold back. I had to. I didn’t want this to end yet. I wanted to stay right here buried in the impossible pleasure of her.

But my body wasn’t listening.

“Put me in your mouth again—please—”

Her mouth was back on me again in an instant, hot and wet around my cock, her tongue dragging against the swollen head before taking me deep, all while her fingers kept working me open.

She moaned around me, and the vibration shot straight up my spine, sparking sharp, uncontrollable pleasure.

“Oh fuck—sì cazzo—I’m so close—sto per venire—fuck, yes—sì, sì!”

Everything snapped at once. My muscles tensed, stomach clenched tight, as I pulsed violently in her mouth. Fire detonated in my veins as pleasure zapped up my spine, bursting behind my eyes.

I came with a broken groan, hips thrusting helplessly as I spilled deep into her throat.

She didn’t let up.

Her mouth stayed wrapped around me, sucking slow and deep, tongue teasing the underside as her fingers pushed deeper inside me.

I was shaking, wrung out, the aftershocks ripping through me so hard I was borderline sobbing.

She swallowed it all down, dragging every drop from me until I was limp and gasping. And then, she crawled up the bed, slow and unhurried, her touch trailing over my skin, marking me, until she was hovering over me.

I didn’t give her a chance to settle.

I reached up, gripping the back of her neck, and pulled her down into a kiss that tasted like everything I’d just given to her, like everything she’d just given to me.

Groaning against her lips, I tilted her head to deepen it, to taste more, because I needed more. Needed more ofher.

“I’m not done with you, sweetheart.”

CHAPTER SIXTY ONE

“Shit!” I staggered back,clutching my nose. “Ow, fuck!”

Across the room, Finn was doubled over against his desk, laughing so hard he looked like he might actually pass out.

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