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“What do you want, darling? What does this sexy body need?”

I blow cool air on her wet nipple and watch as gooseflesh erupts across her skin. I want to be good for her in a way no man has ever been. I want to spoil her and make her feel beautiful. I want her so delirious with pleasure that no other man will reach her thoughts again.

“You,” she says simply with a hungry look on her face.

It has a tonic effect on me. A trigger released, I pick her up and carry her over to the bed. If she needs me, she has me. I don’t know what that means, and I can’t think about it yet, but for now, she has me. All of me.

I set her down and immediately crawl over her, unable to be patient or hold back for another minute. I have to taste her, and I have to do it now. I’vedreamedabout this more times than I can count.

I pull on her hair to expose her neck and kiss my way down her as I slide my hand along the soft cotton of her shorts over her pussy. And fuck is she warm. The heat coming off her is incredible.

I flick at her nipple again while slipping my hand down through her shorts and past the satin of her thong until I find her clit, slick and slippery, her cunt already dripping for me. Her hands, brace and all, pull on the strands of my hair as I continue lower, playfully teasing her soft belly and nibbling on her hip.

I want to take my time with her, but my body won’t allow it. I’m ravenous.

My fingers dip inside, first one and then two, feeling her clench around me.

“Open for me, love,” I demand while I pull her shorts and thong off, leaving her completely bare beneath me. That triggers something in both of us because at the same moment, our eyes meet, and I start to laugh at her perturbed expression.

She half sits up, grabs the hem of my shirt with her good hand, and angrily jerks it over my head.

“Better?” I question.

“Getting there.” She points to my shorts. “Those next. I don’t have the dexterity or patience to try myself.”

“Fine, but I’m leaving my briefs on or this’ll end much faster than either of us wants.”

Her nose scrunches. “Quick on the trigger, huh?”

“Want to see who comes faster? We should time it. I’m about to make your world explode, and I bet I can get you there in under five minutes.”

“By all means, show me.”

“Gladly.”

With a wink and a lick of my lips, I spread her thighs wide. My grin grows devilish when she gasps. It’s bright in here with the sun streaming in through the windows and french doors, and I don’t think I’ve ever been with a woman who was comfortable naked and exposed with so much daylight on them before. But Keegan, for all her shyness and blushing, isn’t so much as flinching.

It’s almost as if she’s daring me.See what I am? See what you’re getting? Are you still with me?

Boy, am I ever.

Pressing her knees up toward her chest, my tongue thrusts straight inside of her while my lips find her clit and I French kiss the fuck out of her pussy until she screams.

My head pops up. “Fen is a heavy sleeper, but let’s not test that.”

I get a sheepish look. “Sorry.”

“Fuck, are you adorable. And your cunt…”

I go back down, shoving my tongue in her as deep as I can go. My imagination didn’t do this justice. Not any of it. Not how her tits look or how her cunt tastes or how it feels when her hand runs through my hair and grips the roots to urge me on or the sounds she makes as I eat her the way her pretty pussy needs it.

Soft and sweet, it’s perfect, and I groan, low and loud, as I ring her opening and then her clit. This has never been my favorite thing with a woman—too intimate—but with Keegan, it’s something I’ve always wanted to do. It makes me anxious and hard. I don’t even know what it is about her other than maybe the thought of devouring her from the inside out—literally—is the biggest turn-on of my life.

Foreplay was always a means to an end, but not now, not with her. This is an experience of its own, and I can’t get enough of it. My body is already humming,more, more, more.

She whimpers, her fingers tangled in my hair, urging me closer, deeper, as deep as I can go. I obey, tasting her, savoring the way she writhes beneath me, the way her breath catches, and the way her hips buck as she naturally fucks my face.

I press two fingers back inside her, tickling her opening with my tongue as I begin to fuck her, making sure I hit the magic spot on the inside. The one that brings this to the next level for her, making her wild and lose control.