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“Oh my god.” I told this man I don’t come, but he might make me a liar. Because as I fondle my breast and roll my nipple between my finger and thumb, I writhe on the bed.
“Do you know what I think, Winter?”
My eyes glaze over as I peer up at the dark, dangerous man above me. I shake my head.
“I’m watching you. Watching your back arch while your nipples go hard, feeling you make a mess of my hand before I’ve even really started.” He smirks, dropping his gaze to where we’re both still wedged between my legs. “I think the only reason you don’t come is because you’ve been fucking a man who doesn’t know what you need. A man who is lazy in bed. Who doesn’t know how to take care of you. But that’s okay, because I’ll show you how that feels tonight.”
I nod, still working at my breast, watching as Theo drops to his knees at the end of the bed. “Now get your fingers out of my way. I’m hungry.”
“It’s okay, you don’t need to,” I say, grabbing at his hair, trying to pull him back up.
“Yeah, but I want to,” is all he says.
Then his mouth is on me and I’m having an out-of-body experience. Rob has never,everdone this for me. And I never had the urge to ask him to. Even if I had, I’m positive it wouldn’t have felt likethis.
Like I’m being consumed. Like he can’t get enough.
Theo’s teeth graze my clit and I jolt on the bed, vision blurring. “Fuck!”
He pushes a finger in to work with his tongue and I’m a writhing, whimpering mass of limbs.
“Theo. I... oh my god. Fuck. That’s...” I can’t string a coherent sentence together. The only thing I keep asking for is, “More.”
And when he adds a second finger, mouth suctioned onto my clit while he impales me roughly, more is what I get.
More than I’ve ever gotten.
Within a matter of minutes, I have an orgasm at the hands of the most infuriating and persistent man I’ve ever met.
And not a single part of me regrets it.
In fact, I want more.
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Theo
That night...
She doesn’t say anything when she comes, but her legs shake on my shoulders. Her pussy pulses on my fingers and she covers her face with her hands like she can’t believe what just happened.
“Hard to see you scream my name when you cover your face like that, Tink.” Her head shakes and I hear a soft laugh as I pull away from her body, watching her chest heave and her dusky nipples point up. I undo my belt before she’s even come out from hiding. “Guess that means I’ll have to make you come again.”
Thathas her hands dropping. “Again?”
My brows drop like I’m unimpressed with her surprise. “And again. And again. Until you can’t move.”
“I already feel like I can’t move.” Her hands flop down beside her, and she stares at the ceiling.
“You’re going to have to, because I’m not done yet.” With that, I grab her ankles and pull her down to the edge of the bed, so her legs are spread while I stand between them. I strip off my clothes. Shirt, jeans, socks, boxers. All gone.
The only thing left is the shocked, horny look on Winter’s usually prim face.
“Enjoying the view?”
She swallows, the column of her throat bobbing. “Yeah. You’re...”
I quirk my head, curious about where she’s going with this.
