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He let go shortly after, my skin tingling from the loss.

“Okay,” I whispered, trying to remember how he seemed to like it.

My hands ran down his ribs, and I wrapped one hand around his base, tugging upward, then down. My hand didn’t fully wrap around him and that fact both terrified and excited me.

He lay back down and closed his eyes. Every now and then, he whimpered, flexing his hips into my touch, which only fueled me further.

I experimented with the pace and the tightness, and he let me. Every time I was rewarded with another moan of satisfaction, I became more eager to make him come.

His chest was heaving and pride flared in my chest that I was the cause of it. I kept going more aggressively, watching his swollen tip emerge at the end of my fist over and over again.

His pants grew more ragged and he abruptly sat up, gripping my wrist in his hand. “Enough,” he growled, his voice strained.

I opened my mouth to say something, but he shook his head before dropping his forehead to mine. “You didn’t do anything wrong,” he got out quickly between ragged breaths. “I just don’t want to come before you do.”

He pressed a small kiss to my lips before grinning against my mouth.

“Besides, I want to come inside of you.”

CHAPTER 22

JAMAL

Agony.

Watching her, having her touch me like that had been pure fucking agony. Her curious and eager hands roved all over my skin, and when she touched my cock, it took everything in me not to pin her to my bed and claim her.

The way she’d looked at me had sent electricity skittering all over my skin, my senses buzzing with a deep want for her. I tried my hardest to be patient—not my strongest suit when it comes to her—and let her experiment, but I had to put a stop to it before I came all over her beautiful skin.

Her current shocked expression after I said I wanted to coat her pussy with my cum was quite adorable. I crawled farther into the bed so that I was sitting with my back against the headboard, towel left behind.

I pointed at the remaining barrier between us. “Take itoff and come here,” I softly commanded and she did as told.

Getting off the bed, she removed her cotton briefs and crawled over to me, the sight leaving me breathless. My head fell back against the headboard in defeat.

C’est pas pour me vanter, mais je suis le mec le plus veinard de la planète.

Sienna was everything. My wife was smart, witty, and fucking sexy.

My mouth found hers in my next breath as she straddled my waist. I fucked her mouth with my tongue, giving her a small taste of what was coming next. She turned boneless in my arms, her soaking cunt grinding against the underside of my cock without a barrier between us this time.

We both hissed at the sensation, and I swallowed her moans.

I trailed kisses down her neck until my teeth gently nipped at her shoulder. Her groan filled the space around us and I kissed the spot before gripping her waist with both hands.

“Grab the headboard,” I finally managed to say.

I slid my body down under her to have her straddle my neck, making her cunt available for me to eat.

She glanced down at me, perplexed. “Why?”

“I need to get you ready and you’ll need leverage to ride my face,mon amour.”

“What do you mean ready? Ready for what?” Sheplaced her hands on the headboard and I finally got to do what I’d been dreaming of doing ever since I tasted her for the first time last night.

Doing it again.

“To take me,” I said and gripped her hips hard to bring her closer to my face. “You’re fucking drenched,” I groaned, running the tip of my nose along her pussy.