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“You know I might not last more than forty-five seconds.It’s been a long time.”
Her smile grew broad and radiant.Eyes alive.Teeth showing.“It’ll still be forty-five seconds of heavenly bliss.Not that I think you’ll actually come that fast.You’re way too controlled.But even if you did, so what?There’s always rounds two… and three… and four…and five.”
She’d kill him.“I should be so lucky,” he croaked.
“Baby—” Her long hair shrouded them as she leaned over to whisper in his ear.“—you are that lucky.”
She peeled away from him again, grabbed the hem of her vest, and sent it skyward.It fell into the darkness at the periphery of the room.
God, she was perfect.Skin like silk, her breasts two generous handfuls that begged to be touched.Their tips were already tightly puckered, even before he sealed his lips around the one and worked the other with his fingers.She was so soft.So giving.Vocally responsive.
Alle didn’t let him play there for long.She insisted he raise his head, that they lock their mouths together over and again in airless, delirium-inducing kisses, while his cock lay like a searing brand between them, making its presence felt.
She wasn’t hurrying him, but there was no mistaking what she wanted, not when their teeth clashed, not when she cried out when he curled his fingers into the soft curves of her arse, and not when she pulled herself away from him, backing up onto her knees in order to hook her fingers into the waistband of his underwear and draw them down.
All the way.She slipped them free of his feet, leaving him wholly exposed.Proudly rampant.Vulnerable.
A black blot of anxiety tickled beneath his skin as he watched her shimmy free of her knickers, but he shrugged it off.
Of course he was nervous.Anyone would be nervous with this much woman before them and no handcuffs in sight.Mental ones, that is, not the physical, unyielding, metal variety.There’d been a safety net every other time they’d been together.He’d always known that there was a line—one he’d drawn—and they wouldn’t cross it.
That was no longer the case.
Bad enough that he’d got off with his friend.He wasn’t wanker enough to then refuse her.
A long mewl of pleasure parted her throat as she repositioned herself directly over him.Her pussy lips rode over the hard length of him.She was wet.So fucking aroused for him, it coated him.He could smell it.
Alle gazed at him in absolute wonderment.“Is this really happening, Spook?”
He felt his Adam’s apple shift as he swallowed.Blinked a couple of dozen times.
“Yes,”his cock clamoured.He ought to be screaming it.Demanding,“Baby, please.”But the truth was rather more nuanced.He did want this.He did.That didn’t mean his muscles weren’t cramping every time she shifted so that her sex brushed along his length.“I don’t know.I can’t swear—”
“Shh.”She hushed him, pressing a finger to his dry lips.“Don’t overthink it.Believe it.You believe in us, right Spook?”
Spook sucked her finger into his mouth, and concentrated on playing dirty with it and not what was happening below the waist.
He wanted to.
God he wanted to.
But the monsters were there, lurking on the periphery.Their voices chittering incessantly, growing louder.
If he merely tilted his hips, he’d slip inside.How incredible would that feel?Maybe he should just do it.
One strong push and he’d be enveloped.There’d be no space for doubts anymore.
One of the things he’d always found remarkable about sensations was how fleeting they were.They didn’t last.Like thoughts, they were present and then gone, leaving behind only echoes in the brain.Warm, fuzzy recollections of bliss, but without the acute sensory details of the actual experience.
“I’m on the pill.We could just… If you want to.”
The remark slapped him with the weight of responsibility.He did want.They could, but he wasn’t interested in being an arsehole.“Alle, I was with Xane only yesterday.We should play safe.”
“Fuck.Yes,” she swore.Although she stopped short of turning his band mate’s name into the ultimate expletive, he knew there was a scream of gunfire curses going off inside her head.“Condoms,” he rasped.“Where’s the nearest one?”
Alle practically howled.Her hands did fasten in either side of her hair.“It’s your room.You tell me.”
Crap.He didn’t hoard such things.Wait though.He wasn’t thinking this through.He only needed to get his head in the game, not that that was easy when she was so fucking close to engulfing him.
