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I bend, pressing my shoulder into her stomach so I can lift her and toss her to the middle of the bed. Then I get on all fours, crawling up the length of her body, our gazes locked in tormented passion.
“I’ve been wanting to kiss you,” I confess.
Our lips collide, saying more than my words could ever convey. The desperation of my want for her. How precious she is to me.
That I never want to let her go.
Her hands work my shoulders, gliding over muscle and tight flesh. Anxious worries melt away, replaced with gentle touches and warm feelings I’ve never felt before. Sensations that have always been just out of my reach.
I slide my hand under her back and unclasp her bra, pulling the cups down to reveal a pair of perky tits I can’t wait to devour.
She presses hard on my shoulders, telling me we’re on the same page. I kiss down her throat, over her collarbone, to her pink rosebud nipples.
“God, you’re so sexy,” I rasp, swiping my tongue across one, then the other before sucking a stiff bud into my mouth.
Her heart races, playing an escalating melody that edges toward madness. How was I able to deny myself this woman for so long?
She whimpers, her back arching in encouragement. It’s then that I realize I’ll never make it in her sweet cunt if I can’t get control of myself.
I could conjure up a million mundane things trying to stave off my inevitable release, but all I want is to think ofher. Us together and how magical it is.
My hand rips at the button of her pants, and I peel them down her shapely thighs. Her panties are already damp, clinging to the cleft of her sex. So fucking eager for me.
I groan, unable to pry my gaze from the heavenly sight of Lexi Dash splayed out beneath me.
She opens herself wide, welcoming me to her glistening pink pussy.
I hook my arms around her thighs to hold her in place and get down to business.
I nuzzle her pillowy sex, pressing my lips to the fabric of her panties. She groans, pushing her hips up, seeking precious friction. Her scent perfumes the air and I feel the primal urge to cover her with my own, like a damn caveman. Claiming her as mine.
There’s no fucking way I’m going to last through this, but that’s okay. As long as Lexi is sated.
I pull the elastic of her panties, ripping them down her thighs because Lexi turns me into a savage. I drop them next to my shirt because they are now mine.
“God, I can’t wait to taste you.”
I drag my tongue through her folds, relishing her sweet flavor as it explodes across my tongue.
“Fuck, Luke—get it,”she urges.
I’ll fucking get it, alright.
She fists my hair as her hips buck gently against me. I love it when a woman knows what she wants, and Lexi makes her desires known.
I get lost in her, losing my damn mind as I glide my tongue across her intimate flesh. Her hips drive up relentlessly as she vies for control, dominating me from below.
She looks down at me, her hair a mess, her blue eyes desperate.“Luke!”
I reward her by stretching my tongue as far into her core as it will go, then surge up her length, circling her clit.
There’s no mistake that she’s close. So fucking close. I can hardly hold back anymore.
So I don’t.
And Lexi Dash, America’s Sweetheart, comes undone.
I suck her sweet nub to her inhuman cries of ecstasy. I can’t believe I ever held out. That I tried to distance myself from the only thing in this world capable of making me feel whole.
