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“My pleasure,” she whispered, lifting the hem of my T-shirt and pulling it over my head.

She let it drop and ran her hands over my bare chest, sliding up to my shoulders and down my arms. A shiver ran up my spine at the velvety touch of her fingers on my skin, the smoldering desire in her irises leaving me breathless.

“I didn’t think we’d get any time alone together,” I admitted.

She brought her lips close to mine, the words falling from her mouth with a smile.

“Did you think I could resist coming to visit you, knowing you’re only a few rooms away?”

“We should be quiet,” I said.

“I’m not sure that’s possible,” she replied as her lips brushed against mine and she pressed her body against me.

“Let’s see.” I grabbed two handfuls of her sweet ass,lifting her and carrying her to the bed. I dropped her on it, delighting in the gasp that escaped from her lips. Her hair fell around her beautiful face, leaving her looking like an angel lying before me.

Cali lay back against the cool sheets, my body humming with anticipation as I trailed my fingers along the inside of her thigh, my touch featherlight. The air between us was thick, charged with an unspoken promise, and when she looked up at me, the hunger in her gaze sent a shiver down my spine.

She was wearing nothing but a short, loose black dress, the skirt riding up over her hips and revealing her bare pussy to me.

“You little vixen, you don’t have any panties on,” I said, drinking in the delicious sight of her.

I loved watching her like this—lips parted, chest rising and falling with shallow breaths, her skin flushed with heat. She was stunning, spread out before me, waiting, wanting. Her scent was intoxicating, warm, and inviting, and I reveled in how her muscles tensed as I traced slow circles along the sensitive skin of her hip.

“Why bother?”

Her smile was sexy and playful. Seeing her lying on the bed, so wantonly open, her sex on full display for my gaze only, left me trembling with desire for her.

I sank to my knees between her thighs, unable to wait another second to taste her. I kissed the inside of her knee, then lower, dragging my lips along her thigh in a path that made her tremble. I was in no hurry, savoring the slowdescent, teasing her with my deliberate pace. My hands slid up, strong and sure, pressing against her thighs to hold her steady. Cali let out a sigh, her thighs quivering, her fingers threading into my hair as she arched toward me, silently pleading.

My mouth landed on her mound, my lips lightly engulfing her vulva before I pulled back, teasing her.

“Leon!” she exclaimed.

“Patience,” I whispered against her skin.

Cali let out a breathless sigh, but it turned into a gasp as I nipped at the sensitive flesh of her inner thigh. I could hear her breath catching, her moans warm and teasing, sending sparks of anticipation racing through me. I was close to her pussy—so close—but still taking my time, reveling in the power I had over her body.

When my mouth finally met her mound, a cry escaped her lips. I groaned in response, the sound vibrating against her clit as I tasted her, slow and purposeful. My tongue moved with practiced ease, finding the rhythms that made her hips shake, that made her fingers tighten in my hair. I was relentless, my hands holding her firmly as I worked her clit with unyielding precision.

I could feel the way she responded to my mouth, how her body arched and trembled, how she tried to pull me closer even as the pleasure threatened to consume her.

“Leon, God, God…”

My name fell from her lips, breathless, desperate. I took it as encouragement, and my movements became more insistent and focused. Her thighs trembled against my palms, herbreath coming in uneven gasps. I could feel her hovering on the edge, her body tight with tension, every muscle coiled in anticipation of release.

“Let go,” I whispered against her skin.

Her body arched, her head falling back against the pillows as she growled and moaned. I didn’t stop. I increased my speed, drawing every quiver from her beautiful center until she was left gasping and weak beneath me.

And then I started all over again.

My tongue darted forward, sliding against her clit. I let it slide down farther along her slit, dipping into her folds and slipping deep into her sex. I found her entrance soaked now, the taste of her nectar making me feel like I’d found the greatest treasure of humankind.

She tasted sweet and subtle, the excitement of her arousal seeping out of her generously. I lapped up every single drop with pure enthusiasm, my hunger for her rushing violently through me.

I licked and nibbled at her pussy until her thighs began shaking again, and then I sucked even harder, capturing her clit between my lips. Her hands pushed at my head, her fingers tangling in my hair.

“Leon! Don’t stop, babe! Oh my God, yesssssss! I’m going to come again! Don’t you dare fucking stop!” She hissed, wrapping her thighs tightly around my head and grinding her wet pussy against my mouth.

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