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When his tongue licked up my slit from bottom to top, I wanted to cry out in relief. My body trembled, already so turned on I wasn’t sure I would last.
“Yes,” I moaned, biting down on my hand to muffle my cries of intense satisfaction. When his lips latched on my clit, I bit down. My knees tightened and curled around his head. Not bothering to stop, he shoved one of my legs back and kept it there with his forearm. His talented tongue swirled and flicked my engorged bud, forcing another whimper from my throat.
A violent tremble began in my legs, working its way to my belly and chest. “God yes. Don’t stop,” I muttered. It was becoming difficult to form words, never mind sentences.
True to his last name, he hunted for the movement that would send me over the edge. He licked and sucked until I was bucking beneath his mouth. Already my body had tightened, and it was only a matter of time before I was thrown over the edge of ecstasy.
Even as the ripples of pleasure pulsed through me, I realized he still hadn’t given me what I asked for.
He lifted his head, catching my narrowed gaze, my wetness coating his face. “I’ll give you what you want when I’m ready.”
His eyes were still on mine while his finger rimmed the edge of my entrance. My insides clenched at the emptiness inside me, looking for the one thing he could give me to fill it. Wetness dripped down my leg.
“I want you to watch the moment I finger fuck your pussy.” His commanding gaze didn’t leave mine.
Heat flashed through me at his words. I broke eye contact and watched as he shoved his finger into me. It felt so damn good. Fucking great actually. I was so drenched there was no resistance as he pumped in the first finger and then a second.
“Don’t stop. Oh God. Please don’t stop,” I moaned, my eyes closing.
Beckett did the one thing I asked him not to do. He stopped.
A feral whine burst out of me. Why? I was so freaking close.
“Keep them open,” he instructed.
With my gaze exactly where he wanted it, he grinned and gave me what I wanted. I cried out when he plunged both fingers back inside. Now that I’d complied with his request, the intensity of his speed increased. Watching his fingers pump into me was overwhelmingly erotic, and I slammed my hips upward.
His magic tongue circled and licked, and he lightly bit my clit. I wanted to thank whatever woman taught him this.
My vision sheeted white, and my back arched. Holy motherforking shirtballs! I would’ve tumbled off the counter without his hand holding me down. My orgasm ripped through me, forcing me to press my head against the mirrored surface behind me. As I shuddered and shook, I prayed I wouldn't somehow crack it, leaving shattered pieces around us. There would be no way to explain to the Wolfes' how it happened without revealing what we’d done.
My shuddering slowed, and my limp body was completely and totally wrecked. I had no idea how we were going to move forward after this or where this left us. But I didn’t care. Future me could worry about it.
Beckett kissed his way back down my thigh. The wetness coating his chin transferred to my skin, and I was shocked at how erotic it felt.
I leaned forward and tugged on his hair, my breath caught at the fire still simmering in his gaze. This moment between us wasn’t over, and I didn’t know what to say or do next.
He drew down my skirt and fixed my shirt. I assumed he’d turn and walk away now that we were finished. A quiet gasp left me when he pulled me into his arms. A satisfied smile tugged at my lips at this tender and unexpected move. My arms slid around his waist, and I rested my cheek against his chest. The rapid beat of his heart echoed in my ear.
“What do we do about this?” There was no sense in ignoring the elephant in the room. We were wildly attracted to each other and didn’t seem to have any control once we got going.
He sighed. “I don’t know.”
This man was no good for me, yet I wanted him anyway. A crazy idea flitted through my head. We just needed to burn through this intense desire between us. If we spent a night or two together, we could work ourselves out of each other’s system and carry on like we had before.
“School policy says we can’t date.”
He stilled.
“But it doesn’t say we can’t fuck.” I surprised myself with my boldness.
He drew in a sharp breath. “What are you suggesting?’
I leaned back to directly stare into his eyes. “Neither of us wants something permanent, right?”
He nodded, his jaw tight.
I tested my theory out loud. “We want each other so badly because we’re denying ourselves.”
“Yes,” I moaned, biting down on my hand to muffle my cries of intense satisfaction. When his lips latched on my clit, I bit down. My knees tightened and curled around his head. Not bothering to stop, he shoved one of my legs back and kept it there with his forearm. His talented tongue swirled and flicked my engorged bud, forcing another whimper from my throat.
A violent tremble began in my legs, working its way to my belly and chest. “God yes. Don’t stop,” I muttered. It was becoming difficult to form words, never mind sentences.
True to his last name, he hunted for the movement that would send me over the edge. He licked and sucked until I was bucking beneath his mouth. Already my body had tightened, and it was only a matter of time before I was thrown over the edge of ecstasy.
Even as the ripples of pleasure pulsed through me, I realized he still hadn’t given me what I asked for.
He lifted his head, catching my narrowed gaze, my wetness coating his face. “I’ll give you what you want when I’m ready.”
His eyes were still on mine while his finger rimmed the edge of my entrance. My insides clenched at the emptiness inside me, looking for the one thing he could give me to fill it. Wetness dripped down my leg.
“I want you to watch the moment I finger fuck your pussy.” His commanding gaze didn’t leave mine.
Heat flashed through me at his words. I broke eye contact and watched as he shoved his finger into me. It felt so damn good. Fucking great actually. I was so drenched there was no resistance as he pumped in the first finger and then a second.
“Don’t stop. Oh God. Please don’t stop,” I moaned, my eyes closing.
Beckett did the one thing I asked him not to do. He stopped.
A feral whine burst out of me. Why? I was so freaking close.
“Keep them open,” he instructed.
With my gaze exactly where he wanted it, he grinned and gave me what I wanted. I cried out when he plunged both fingers back inside. Now that I’d complied with his request, the intensity of his speed increased. Watching his fingers pump into me was overwhelmingly erotic, and I slammed my hips upward.
His magic tongue circled and licked, and he lightly bit my clit. I wanted to thank whatever woman taught him this.
My vision sheeted white, and my back arched. Holy motherforking shirtballs! I would’ve tumbled off the counter without his hand holding me down. My orgasm ripped through me, forcing me to press my head against the mirrored surface behind me. As I shuddered and shook, I prayed I wouldn't somehow crack it, leaving shattered pieces around us. There would be no way to explain to the Wolfes' how it happened without revealing what we’d done.
My shuddering slowed, and my limp body was completely and totally wrecked. I had no idea how we were going to move forward after this or where this left us. But I didn’t care. Future me could worry about it.
Beckett kissed his way back down my thigh. The wetness coating his chin transferred to my skin, and I was shocked at how erotic it felt.
I leaned forward and tugged on his hair, my breath caught at the fire still simmering in his gaze. This moment between us wasn’t over, and I didn’t know what to say or do next.
He drew down my skirt and fixed my shirt. I assumed he’d turn and walk away now that we were finished. A quiet gasp left me when he pulled me into his arms. A satisfied smile tugged at my lips at this tender and unexpected move. My arms slid around his waist, and I rested my cheek against his chest. The rapid beat of his heart echoed in my ear.
“What do we do about this?” There was no sense in ignoring the elephant in the room. We were wildly attracted to each other and didn’t seem to have any control once we got going.
He sighed. “I don’t know.”
This man was no good for me, yet I wanted him anyway. A crazy idea flitted through my head. We just needed to burn through this intense desire between us. If we spent a night or two together, we could work ourselves out of each other’s system and carry on like we had before.
“School policy says we can’t date.”
He stilled.
“But it doesn’t say we can’t fuck.” I surprised myself with my boldness.
He drew in a sharp breath. “What are you suggesting?’
I leaned back to directly stare into his eyes. “Neither of us wants something permanent, right?”
He nodded, his jaw tight.
I tested my theory out loud. “We want each other so badly because we’re denying ourselves.”
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