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Why was it so difficult for her to tell him?
“Yes.” Her voice was raspy.
“Mmm.”
His thumb and index finger began to work at the same time, seeking, stroking, until she was writhing and moaning under his touch.
Sensation threatened to obliterate everything else. She’d never felt it start so strong, so deep inside. This climax was going to be almost unbearable.
Apparently, he wasn’t letting her have it yet. He pulled his hand away and slowly slid off her panties, tossing them over his shoulder.
The next moment, she felt him grip both ankles, spreading her in a wide split until her knees were almost touching the counter.
Eve felt his hot perusal of her and nearly couldn’t take it. Sheturned her head and squeezed her eyes shut, her pulse pounding at her throat as his warm fingers caressed her ankles.
“Beautiful, Eve,” he murmured. He sounded enthralled.“Look what you can do.”
The tension was so high, she shook with it. She could feel him nearing, his breath hot on her inner thighs, and then she just had to look down.
His blond head was right there, and she almost sobbed with what that intimate image did to her.
She wasn’t ashamed. Here she was, spread open so explicitly to his view, and instead of feeling degraded, she felt beautiful and powerful and desired.
“Adam.” She gasped.“Adam, please…”
“Tell me what you want,” he urged, his lips skating over her sensitive inner thighs. “You know I like to hear it.”
“Ah!”
“What is it that you want, Eve?”
She felt the tip of his tongue but barely, as he was only skimming.
Eve arched her back, writhing in near desperation.
He licked again, just a feather-light pass.
And then she couldn’t hold back anymore.
She fisted his blond hair, pulling.
“Talk to me. Tell me what to give you,” he urged.
“Give meyou.”
Maybe this was not what he expected because he went completely still.
Then, with a barely audible groan, he dug his fingers into her thighs and sealed his mouth over her, sucking hard, then harder and harder, the pressure increasing steadily as she climbed.
He was voracious.
Suddenly, his finger was there too, curling, and she instantly shot off, losing every last vestige of control as she, at last, rocketed into a long, monumentally seismic release. Adam’s lips gentled, but he never took his mouth off her, lingering even afterward, something he had never done before.
“So beautiful,” he finally said. He often said that after she came, she thought, as he kissed her inner thighs and straightened, a satisfied smile on his handsome face.
Her eyes stung. She blinked hard and threw an arm over her eyes, suppressing whatever this was. A reaction to such an intense orgasm, she told herself, nothing more.
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