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“Sensitive?”he asks softly.“Everything feel okay?”
“Mmm, yes.”I tilt up my hips as he flattens his tongue against me.
The feeling is exquisite.Magical.Every nerve ending comes alive, and though I can produce an orgasm with my vibrator, it’s a completely different feeling when Daniil induces one.His hands are warm on my thighs, touching and caressing, squeezing and kneading, the disparate sensations leaving me feeling a little out of control.
He presses a finger to my entrance, playfully swirling it in my juices.
“Making a mess down there?”I pant.
“Oh, you’re going to be a mess—just wait.Right now, I’m testing the waters.Let me know if anything hurts or is uncomfortable.”
“I’ve used a vibrator.Everything should be okay…you’re just bigger than BOB.”
“Bob?”His head snaps up, a faint frown creasing his brows.
I can’t help but chuckle at his obvious jealousy, even though I told him there hadn’t been anyone else.
“Battery-operated boyfriend,” I clarify.“Relax.There really hasn’t been a man since you, Prince Dominant.”
Prince Dominant.
That’s what I’d jokingly called him the last time we were together, after he threw me down on his bed, tied my hands to his headboard, and fucked me three times in a row, barely letting me catch my breath.That was when I knew I had to go—because I was certain if I stayed any longer, allowed myself to fall even deeper under his spell, I would let my libido override my good sense.
“That’s a new one,” he murmurs, dipping his head again.“But let’s see if I can giveBoba run for his money.”
With two fingers only part of the way inside me, he suckles my clit, increasing pressure until I cry out.
“You’re going to have to be somewhat quiet,” he says gruffly.“Much as I love making you scream, it will be less fun if we wake Micah.”
“You’re no fun at all,” I pretend to complain.
“Let’s see what you’re saying…oh, an hour from now.”
Then he buries his head between my legs, devouring me hungrily.Passionately.Lips, tongue, and those two fingers bringing me right to the edge and backing off, over and over.I squirm and wiggle against him, anxious for more, but he knows exactly how to keep me from getting off—and I already know he’ll let me come when he’s good and ready.
“Dan…” I pant out half of his name, biting my lip to keep from screaming in frustration.“Do you understand how long it’s been?”
“I understand completely.”He lifts his head and looks at me, those aqua eyes glittering with a strange combination of amusement and intensity.“And since you made me wait, now I’m making you wait.”
I groan, reaching down to dig my fingers into his hair.It’s shorter than it was the last time we were together, so it takes a little effort to get a good grip.
“Please…” I whisper, rocking my hips back and forth.“Pretty please…let me come.”
“You going to be a good girl if I allow it?”
“Yes…please!”
Almost like magic, he curves up his fingers—bastard knows exactly where my G-spot is—and increases pressure on my clit.The world spirals into a kaleidoscope of color flashing bright in front of my eyes as my orgasm explodes out of me.I somehow know to clap my hand over my mouth to keep from screaming my pleasure, but beyond that, I’m completely blissed out.
“That’s a good girl…” He slowly gets to his feet, and I watch him slide off his khaki shorts through half-open lids.
His cock is as magnificent as I remember, throbbing proudly against his groin.He’s bigger than anyone else I’ve ever been with, and I know there will be a touch of pain before the pleasure comes.But the pleasure is worth it.
He produces a condom and slides it down his shaft, so I start to scoot further back on the bed, but he stops me.
“Right here,” he growls.“Don’t move a muscle.”
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