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“Gage,” she breathes, her hands coming straight to my biceps.
“You like that?” I rasp, licking slowly over her nipple, then sucking it back between my teeth.
“Yes.”
Fuck.
Her voice.
The moan in that one word.
It takes me to my edge.
I want to spend hours learning Amelia’s body, but I’m not sure I have it in me to be anything but selfish and just take what I want first.
Not when she speaks to me like that.
I make myself slow down, but it’s a fight the whole way.
I shift to her other nipple while palming her breast, giving her just enough teeth to make her rock her hips against me in a shameless way I really fucking like.
Her fingers tangle in my hair. They pull hard when I bite her, and it goes straight to my dick. I lift my head and find her eyes, needing that connection. Needing to see what I do to her.
Holding her gaze, I move down her body, my hands reaching for her pajama pants. I remove them, still watching her. And then, I drop my gaze, and am met with the sexiest, lacy panties. Pink. Just like her pajamas.
I run a finger over the fabric, finding her clit. I look at her again as I rub it. “You’re fucking soaked.”
She pulls her bottom lip between her teeth as she grinds herself against my hand. “You do have that effect on a woman.”
Christ.
I thought she’d already made me lose my mind. I was nowhere close. And when she drops her gaze to watch my fingers, all slow and hungry, I know she’s got more in herarsenal. That mouth might beg pretty, but her body? It came here to wreck me.
I slide her panties down her legs and then I spread those legs. My eyes go back to hers as I settle in to make a goddamn mess. Ruin her pretty little mind. Drag every filthy sound she’s got from that sinful mouth.
We watch each other as I lick her pussy one end to the other. I circle my tongue over her clit, sucking it in, and fucking worshipping it.
Over and over.
I bury my face in her and eat her out until she’s riding my mouth and using me like she owns me. Her thighs clamp around my head and she fists the sheet with one hand while the other grabs the back of my head and keeps me there.
“Right there . . . right fuckingthere,” she pants.
Jesus Christ, I’d live between her legs if she let me.
I groan against her, sucking harder, and do my best to send her over the edge.
She moans louder, her hips jerking up, her grip in my hair turning desperate. “Gage... oh my god...”
She comes apart, thighs shaking, breath catching. She soaks my beard, crying out my name.
I don’t stop. Not until she’s completely undone. Not until I’ve licked her clean. Not until I’ve made damn sure she knows exactly who did this to her.
When I finally lift my head, her chest is rising and falling fast. She’s breathless. Her fingers are still tangled in my hair. Her eyes are wild. And fuck me, she’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
She smiles and brings her hands around to my face as she murmurs, “A whole-ass situation.”
I like her hands on my face. A fucking lot. Especially when it feels like she’s getting to know me with those hands.