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She did as she was told, and his chest rumbled in response. He watched her intently, licking his lips as he took in the magnificent curves of her body. The swell of her breasts called to him, the hardened peaks begging to be touched. He reached out to do just that. As his fingers grazed her sensitive nipples, tugging slightly, she arched her back, pressing them further into his hands.
‘Look at you, practically begging to be touched.’
She only moaned in response, and the sound spurred him on.
His eyes dropped to the space between her legs. She was spread wide for him, just like he had demanded. The sight had him wanting to burry himself deep inside her, but right now was about the long game.
Dropping to his knees in the water, he let his lips fall to her inner thighs, just above her knees, starting their trail towards the spot that he knew she really wanted him. She writhed below him as he continued licking and nipping up toward her pussy and, as she bucked against him, he held her thighs down against the rock below her.
‘Lesson number one, you do as I say and you will be rewarded. I can make you feel so good, Noa, but you have to trust me. Can you trust me enough to let go and be present with me?’
She whimpered in response. That satisfied him.
He blew against her clit, hovering there for a few moments to test how sensitive she was and, again, she tried to buck against him, failing when his hands pinned her in place. She let out a loud mewl. He loved how responsive she was to him, and it was going to make what he was about to do all the more enjoyable.
‘That’s it, baby. Let me hear how much you want me.’
‘God, I want you. So bad. Stop teasing me.’
‘Lesson number two,’ he answered, slowly licking her from back to front, savouring his first taste of her before he would dive in.
She was exquisite.
‘Teasing is all part of the fun. I’m going to show you just how fun it can be. So, sit back and get comfortable, baby. This won’t be quick, but if you can show me how patient you can be, I will make you feel better than anyone has before.’
She whined in protest. And if he hadn’t been trying to learn her—paying attention to every way that her body reacted—he would’ve missed it when she whispered, ‘You already have.’
That only made him more determined to wring every ounce of pleasure from her, making sure that the statement would always be true.
She was at his mercy, spread out before him, and the thought had him more turned on than he’d ever been before.
Chapter 38
Noa
It was true that there was a fine line between pain and pleasure, and what Alex was doing right now felt like the most enjoyable form of torture. Her legs quivered again and again as he continued to lap at her, bringing her so close to her release and then pulling away.
‘Alex, I can’t take it anymore.’
He looked up at her from between her legs, like she had pictured so many times, his stubble coated in her desire with a sinful grin on his face. ‘You’re doing so good, baby. This is all for you, Ipromise.’
But before she could respond and demand he let her come right the hell now, he pulled her clit back into his mouth, sucking and biting and kissing the ache he left there. She couldn’t form words as he continued to torment her. She needed to come so badly it was painful. How many times had she been close and he’d denied her? Six? Seven times? It could be more, but she had lost count. She was so lost in the pleasure of it all. There was a burning sensation coiling deep in her stomach and she knew she was close again.
‘Should I let you come, Noa?’
‘Yes,’ she moaned. ‘Please.’
‘God, you sound so good begging for me.’
Her head dropped back and she arched her spine, trying to close her legs for some release from the sweet torture he was inflicting, but he held her in place. She was caught in a purgatory of desire, waiting for the pleasure that would follow next.
‘Would you get on your knees and beg for me if I didn’t give you what you wanted?’ he crooned.
‘I would do anything. God, Alex. Please.’
In response, he added a finger inside her, then a second, crooking them to stroke a spot deep inside her again and again. She couldn’t compare what this felt like to anything she had felt before. It felt transcendent. Ethereal.
The sensation alone with the flicking of his tongue against her clit had her on the brink of orgasm in seconds. It was clear that he loved the control he had over her body in this moment, but she needed this and the look in his eyes as she glanced down at him said he knew it. He spoke against her sensitive core, slowing the pace of his fingers again.
