Page 54 of Double Apex

“You can be adorably innocent.” He brushes my clit hood up to gingerly glide over the nerve, and I gasp. “I look forward to showing you all those things you think are ‘made up.’ I assure you, draga mea…” He lifts his head again to sweep me with a long, hot lick. “People actually do them all.”

“Oh God.” I’m so turned on I’m afraid I might drip right on him, and when I clench my pussy it sends a wave of tingling everywhere.

“Now come here so I can taste you.”

The edge of command in his voice strips away my reticence, and I widen my knees to get closer. My hands are white-knuckled on the headboard right until his mouth claims me in a way so unlike anything I’ve felt before that I’m stunned silent.

He’severywhere down there. Holy hell. His tongue is inside me, then plowing through my labia, then stroking my clit with flat, insistent licks, then doing something swirly and intense as if he’s overcome, madly devouring every inch of me.

For the first minute I think,This is awesome but it’s not going to get me off—there’s too much happening, then the pre-climax steamroller starts barreling down from some side street where it had been parked.

It’s not like the usual buildup; it’s coming from a deeper place. The focal point is my clit, but there’s a bright energy concentrated in my entire pelvis, like a hidden room behind my navel where a party is raging.

I don’t even realize I am, in fact, riding his face. Not until he groans in ecstasy and I register the undulation of my hips and the fact that I’m deliriously mumbling encouragement, my thighs trembling, one hand now planted behind me, digging into his chest while the other grasps the headboard, which knocks on the wall as I writhe against his mouth.

“That feels so good, I don’t… Yes, I want… Oh God please… That’s fucking amazing, never stop… ohgodohgodohgod Cosmin, I’m…”

My pleas wrench off as a staggering orgasm rolls through me. There’s nowhere my body can hide from the euphoria, right down to my flexing toes as I let out a shriek that I can only hear at half volume owing to the rushing white noise in my ears.

His hands caress my ass, my hips, soothing me as I settle back down to earth, shuddering. My legs are so weak I feel like I might collapse, and my eyes are squeezed tight.

He shifts from beneath me and I smack my other hand onto the headboard, breathing hard. His arms cradle me, laying me on my back, then kneeling beside me, he runs his hands reverently up my torso and stops at my face, smoothing my cheekbones with his thumbs.

“You’re stunning, my sweet girl.”

He kisses my lips, and I reach for him, pulling him on top of me. We merge so naturally, his cock filling my soakedpussy, drenched inside and out. The lavish wetness between our bodies creates a lush sliding as he rocks into me. Almost immediately I’m climbing the peak a second time, fingers seizing Cosmin’s muscular ass, pulling him deeper, my legs splayed shamelessly as I pant and moan.

“Go hard, go hard,” I beg. “I’m nearly there again…”

His hands sweep behind my head, and he kisses me deeply. “No,” he whispers.

My eyes snap open, annoyed.

“Thereyou are,” he teases before giving my lower lip a bite.

What he’s doing is perfect—he’s hitting everything just right, and the long, lazy strokes are like the best kind of massage. It’s an orgasm-inducing version of the relaxed bliss of having someone brush your hair.

My body’s practically lighting up from the inside, exuding a golden glow matching the color of Cosmin’s eyelashes where the lamplight gilds them. It’s as if we’ve been tuned to the same frequency, and—because apparently I’m such a nerd that even sex isn’t invulnerable to my mathematical musings—I’m seeing sine waves coast up and down, gliding the way his hips are.

His kissing is so focused and artful, I’m legit impressed at his multitasking. We’ve never kissed this much while his cock is in me, and I’m feeling at once treasured andvery, very exposed. I turn my head away and put my forehead against his shoulder. The hot, wet friction of us is killing me.

“Ochii tai sunt frumosi,” he murmurs, using his thumb to gently turn my head to face him again. “Look at me with those beautiful eyes, sweet girl.”

I peek at him and all but drown in his vivid, stormy-sky gaze.

“Is that the ‘lovemaking’ part—talking?” I ask, so vulnerable in his embrace that I can’tnotmock a bit.

I have to punch holes in what I’m feeling just to release the pressure so I don’t say one of the mushy things swirling through my brain. Meanwhile, imminent climax is gathering throughout my body, a net sweeping up every atom.

“What would you say right now,” he asks, “were you in love with me?”

“I’m not,” I instantly reply.

“Yes, we are only practicing.” He pushes in deep, so goddamned deep, grinding against me. “Someday you’ll be in love. Someday a man who deserves you will whisper his secrets into your mouth and you’ll light up like you’ve swallowed starlight.”

He kisses me slow and sultry, and my legs wrap around him, greedy for every inch. How did he know I was feeling lit up from inside? There’s nowhere to hide, and if I weren’t a minute from coming I’d push him the hell off me and go back to my room without a second glance and finish things myself.

Or would I? Um.

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