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Chapter eighteen

Upon the stroke of midnight

Lorilei

Burning rivulets of electricity shoot through my body when his mouth touches me for the first time.

Holy shit. I’ve never felt this fire in the depths of my belly.

My own fingers have never made me feel this good.

I’m so sensitive it almost hurts, but in the best possible way.

He circles my clit, then suctions it between his lips. Like a pull string, it tugs me up from the blanket to dig my nails into his scalp.

“Mason!” What is he doing to me?

And that groan that he vibrates against my pussy, it’s that sound of contentment he makes when he’s eating dinner, but so amplified that it shudders up through my body to make my legs shake along his back.

My hips grind against his face on their own. I no longer have control over my own body, but am just along for the ride. When my heels dig into his sides, I don’t know if I’m spurring him on or begging him to stop.

Heat intensifies in my limbs and my fingers seek something, anything to grip onto.

His hot mouth moves lower and his firm palms guide my knees apart, spreading me to his ravenous attack.

Did his tongue just go inside of me?

Oh, God…his finger strokes down as his lips move up, then he pushes into me.

“Fuck, Lori.” His breath tickles down over me. “You’re so tight.”

How can I be when I feel so full already? “Is that bad?” I don’t want to do something wrong, because I had no idea this could feel this…amazing.

His whiskers rub along my inner thigh when he nibbles there. “No, baby. I’m worried I’ll hurt you.”

Should I tell him that I expect this to? I’ve always heard that the first time is painful.

But, what he’s doing to me, this slow churning, is pushing me closer to the brink of what I can only call ecstasy.

“Please, don’t stop.” The words slip out between gasps as a quiver starts in my belly.

“Never.” He slips in a second finger, and that’s all it takes for an explosion to rocket through me. Lights pop behind my eyes as wave after wave of spasms surge my body to levitate from the ground and I scream his name into the night.

I’m held back only by his burning palm cupped around my waist and the groans he’s making buried against my pulsing pussy.

My soul briefly leaves my body to float amongst the heavens as weightlessness overtakes me.