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He nudges my legs father apart with a smirk, and I shiver.
“If you’re not thinking of me all week, then I didn’t do my job right.”
Oh.
I like the sound of that even better.
Finally, after what feels like forever, he leans forward and runs his tongue over my oversensitive center.
His enthusiasm is electric, and my body pulses with every stroke of his tongue. He proves to be an excellent listener who clearly pays attention to my moans, repeating the same moves with his mouth and fingers whenever I get louder.
His burning gaze locks onto mine as he rubs my clit with the pad of his thumb, only for my vision to go black when he curls his fingers inside me and strokes. I curse up at the ceiling, my entire body trembling as I fall apart.
I’m so out of it, I don’t notice Daisy barking until Lorenzo is sliding off the bed to get her. He is walking funny thanks to his erection, and I take in the view of his backside as he carries Daisy outside and shuts the door in her cute little face.
She whines, but he must be taking the time to train her because she goes quiet when he orders her to.
“She wants to hang out with us.” I pout as he climbs back onto the bed and crawls up my body.
“I’d rather her not interrupt what I have planned next.”
I flash him a smile. “And what’s that?”
“Whatever you want.” He brushes his mouth over mine. “So long as it doesn’t include us leaving this bed before I make you come again.”
A man obsessed with giving me pleasure? I might’ve not won the actual lottery, but I sure hit the fiancé jackpot.
And with the way he smiles down at me, it makes me think he might feel the same way.
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LORENZO
After an entire year denying myself what I want, I can’t believe I have Lily sprawled out in my bed, looking up at me like I offered her the world. Little does she know, she’s quickly becoming the center of mine, and I plan on spending the night showing her.
Given how she shimmies her hips beneath me while I remove her dress, her patience is running thin, so I placate her by pushing my thigh between her legs to ease the ache.
“Relax.”
She grinds against me, smearing her arousal across my thigh. “Fuck me already and I will.”
I dip my head and kiss a path down the column of her throat. “No need to rush.”
She wraps her legs around my waist and pulls. “Lorenzo.” She groans whenI roll my hips.
“Again.”
She repeats my name, although it’s strained when my lips wrap around her nipple.
“Of course you have a thing for torture.”
I smile as I trace a path of kisses across her before teasing her other breast. Despite her verbal protests, she slides her hands into my hair and holds me in place. I explore her body with my mouth, hands, and tongue before I dip a finger back inside her.
“I hate you,” she says with a moan.
“Are you sure? Because your greedy little cunt seems toloveme.” I add another finger and hook it, making her pussy gush.
Maybe Lily is right and I do have a thing for torture because I could do this all night.
