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Story: The Strategist

“Did Ihit the mark, Tulip?”

I smirked. “Right on the spot.”

A goofy grin appeared on his face as he rose. “Be right back.” He rushed off somewhere.

I stretched out on his wide couch. The room seemed cold and empty without him. I missed his warmth, his touch, and his lips.

That tongue.My God.

I glanced out the window and noticed the snow had fallen exponentially. The forecast had been light snow for today and tomorrow. But it didn’t look like it at all. I’d just gotten a new snow brush, so that shouldn’t be a problem when it was time to go home.

When he returned, I realized he was still fully clothed, and I was half-dressed with my sweater still on. The obvious bulge tented his cotton pants. He stared at me, and I wanted to know what he was thinking. My heart twirled at the stunning man looking at me.

I sat up on the couch and crooked a finger. “Come here.”

Arrow padded over, wearing a sexy smirk. “Yes, Tulip.” He bent down to kiss me with those lips that had just devoured my most private part.

I gripped his shirt. “I want to see you. All of you. Take it off.”

His shirt flew off, landing on the floor. I released a sigh as I examined this gorgeous man standing before me. Well-defined muscles. Smooth skin. Firm abdomen. I spread my palm over them as though introducing myself. I lingered around his amazing abdomen. It felt like a slab of indestructible granite.

Then I noticed some scars on his ribs.

He probablysaw the curiosity in me and gripped my wrist. “Questions later. Something else is begging for your attention.” He guided my hand to his bulge. “I need you righthere, Warrior Goddess.”

“What does that make you?” I dragged downhis pants and boxers and gasped at the glorious cock.

Oh. My. God.

“Warrior God, what else?” he said. “I think we should duel every day so we can end up like this.”

His statement floated around me like a cloud. I was only half-listening to him. My concentration was on the thick, throbbing cock begging for my touch. Maybe it was the other way around—I desperately needed it.

I clasped my fingers around his powerful stalk, and he moaned. As I stroked him, I studied his face. It was full of restraint and desire like a taut rope slowly shredding at the edges. How long would it take for him to snap?

I wanted to make him erupt.

“I need that sexy pink tongue on me.” His voice hitched. “Right now.”

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She obeyedand licked the length of my cock while her brown eyes connected to mine.

Fuuuccck.

It was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen. Heat sparked from where her tongueloved me. I’d been dreaming of having her do exactly this for the longest time. But nothing prepared me for this powerful sensation searing through me. It was like a storm racing through my blood vessels, so fucking hot.

I let out a loud growl and fisted a hand in her hair. She knew her power and continued to stroke and lick me as though she was fulfilling her appetite. When hertongue swirled around the crown, I thought I was going to erupt. But I gathered everything I had to hold back. I wanted to savor every drop of pleasure she offered me.

This beautiful woman was loving my dick. I wanted this moment forever etched into my mind.

When her mouth took me, I crooned, “Vivian.”

Her mouth was warm and soft. Her mischievous tongue teased and tormented. I slid in further, touching the back of her throat. She gagged, paused, breathed, and let me drive in deeper.

So fucking sexy.