Page 19 of Crash with Me

“Hold on, sweetheart.” I give another nip at her neck. “I’m going to make you feel good.”

“You already do.”

I chuckle, low in my throat as I stroke the curves of her hips.

Pulling back slightly, I nuzzle the sweet spot behind her ear. “Can I kiss you?”

She massages my shoulder. “Isn’t that what you’ve been doing?”

“Yes, but, I’d like to kiss you somewhere else.”

She sucks in a breath. “You do?”

“So. Fucking. Much.” I lower my head to press my lips to the swell of her breasts above the V of her sundress’s neckline.

“Well…” She takes a shuddering breath as I push the dress aside and kiss her through the lace of her bra. “I suppose it would only be polite to let you have your way.”

“Oh.” I slide my tongue under the lace and she hisses. “I don’t plan on doing anything polite.

With that. I drop to my knees and bunch the skirt of her dress up. I stroke the smooth, creamy skin of her thighs. I kiss one leg above her knee. Then the other, higher up on her thigh.

Then, with one jerk, I tug her panties down her hips and let them fall to the ground. The sweet, musky scent of her desire fills my lungs and my soul.

With a growl, I lower my head to see if she tastes as good as she smells.

“Oh.” She gasps as I slide my tongue across her seam. One hand slides into my hair as I find her clit and swirl my tongue around it in long, languid circles.

“Oh my God.”

I vaguely hear the sound of her head thudding back against the door as I apply pressure, then ease up, and add more, and lighten. Teasing and tempting.

Making her every bit as wild as she made me before.

It’s not enough.

Sliding one hand up her belly under the dress, I find her chest. I tug the bra down until I find her breast. I massage it, sliding my thumb over the hardened peak. She lets out a mew, like a satisfied kitten.

At the same time, I squeeze her hip with my other. Pulling her more squarely against me so I can devour her with more ferocity. I use my tongue. My lips. And even my nose to entice as much of her as possible.

Based on the noises she’s making, the battle I’m waging on her desire is working. Only, in this battle, we’ll both be the victors.

She tugs on my hair, pulling it so it’s almost painful. It’s the best feeling as her breaths grow shorter and higher pitched.

“Seth,” she cries out, music to my ears. “Oh, I’m so close. I’m… so… close.”

I press my tongue more squarely against her clit, suckling on it as I gently pinch her nipple between my finger and thumb.

“Oh. SETH!” she cries out, she presses against me as her body quivers and the power of the orgasm consumes her.

She collapses back against the door, her breath coming in gasps. I pull my head back and rest my cheek against her thigh. Rubbing my lips together to memorize her taste.

“I was right,” I murmur, pressing one more kiss to the curls covering her sweet pussy.

“Right about what?”

“That’s the best sound in the world.” I tug up her panties.

“What is?”

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