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step out of them.
Not when he ordered her to spread, and then took her left leg and hooked it over his shoulder.
Because she was completely open and exposed now, her nipples surely red and shiny from his torment, not to mention her…
“Gorgeous, Marley,” he breathed, and she finally made a sound, something that wasn’t human. He continued to talk, those damn fingers still caressing her thighs. “Your clit is swollen and so wet. So fucking wet for me, Marley. And I barely touched you.”
Oh, he’d touched her a lot, just not with his fingers. It was that damn voice of his, which entered her like a drug. She soaked it up through her pores and now she was addicted. “Please,” she whispered.
“Please what?” There was a hint of a smile and she wanted to smack him.
“Please touch me.” Impatience threaded through her voice. But she didn’t care because she ached so fucking bad for this man and his touch.
He hummed, just a sound that made her think he was going to wait longer, until those humming lips landed right on her clit.
She shouted at the vibration on the sensitive nerves and gripped his hair to steady herself.
He pulled off immediately, and she growled.
“One hand on the wall, the other on my shoulder.”
She released her hold on his hair and clutched his shoulder, spreading the fingers of her other hand on the peeling cinder block wall behind her. “Okay.”
“Good girl.”
This time, she didn’t get the hum. He opened her up with his thumbs and thoroughly, possessively, drove her insane.
He licked with the flat of his tongue, then he moved higher to her clit, sucking, swirling. When she thought she would come, he moved back to work her opening with his tongue.
Over and over again, he brought her to the brink and then pulled back. Sounds echoed off the walls of the tiny room, moans and sobs and curses, all from a feminine voice she’d never heard before. It was the sound of a woman coming apart at the seams. And she didn’t want it to end.
When he finally let her come, it was with the command, “Fly for me.” And fly she did, as he swirled her clit on the tip of his tongue.
Her whole body pulsed as she clutched his shoulder, braced herself on the wall, and ground onto his mouth. He took care of her, licking everything she gave and then holding her as she came down.
Her legs trembled, and her throat hurt. The tie over her eyes was heavy, cold, and sodden. She raised a shaky hand and fingered her cheeks. They came away wet. He’d orgasmed her to tears. That was surely a first.
The sound of a belt buckle, zipper, and then the blindfold was removed.
Marley blinked, but Austin positioned his head so he blocked out the harsh light from the naked bulb on the ceiling. All she saw were his beautiful eyes, his flushed face, and swollen lips.
She flicked her gaze down to the bulge in his pants that had to be almost painful. Then she met his gaze. “Take me.”
A small quirk of his lips. “I intend to.”
Chapter Six
Austin had resisted placing a condom in his wallet all week. Knowing it was there, he’d feel it, always be aware of it, like a burning brand on his ass.
He’d been fighting the pull of her and he’d been doing a damn good job of it. But that email. That email. It’d sent him over the edge. He’d been in his bedroom when he got it. And his gaze had settled on the blue silk tie. So he’d grabbed that and a condom and left.
And now, with Marley satiated and naked in front of him, he thanked everything holy he had broken down. Because this? Well, this was risky as hell. But he couldn’t summon any fucks to give. He was fulfilling a fantasy of hers and it just so happened to be one of his. Two adults giving their bodies freely to each other. What was the harm in that? This was all it had to be.
Marley was beautiful and tasted like a dream. She responded to him with everything she had, and most of all? She made him laugh. She made him want to be funny. He wasn’t the
Not when he ordered her to spread, and then took her left leg and hooked it over his shoulder.
Because she was completely open and exposed now, her nipples surely red and shiny from his torment, not to mention her…
“Gorgeous, Marley,” he breathed, and she finally made a sound, something that wasn’t human. He continued to talk, those damn fingers still caressing her thighs. “Your clit is swollen and so wet. So fucking wet for me, Marley. And I barely touched you.”
Oh, he’d touched her a lot, just not with his fingers. It was that damn voice of his, which entered her like a drug. She soaked it up through her pores and now she was addicted. “Please,” she whispered.
“Please what?” There was a hint of a smile and she wanted to smack him.
“Please touch me.” Impatience threaded through her voice. But she didn’t care because she ached so fucking bad for this man and his touch.
He hummed, just a sound that made her think he was going to wait longer, until those humming lips landed right on her clit.
She shouted at the vibration on the sensitive nerves and gripped his hair to steady herself.
He pulled off immediately, and she growled.
“One hand on the wall, the other on my shoulder.”
She released her hold on his hair and clutched his shoulder, spreading the fingers of her other hand on the peeling cinder block wall behind her. “Okay.”
“Good girl.”
This time, she didn’t get the hum. He opened her up with his thumbs and thoroughly, possessively, drove her insane.
He licked with the flat of his tongue, then he moved higher to her clit, sucking, swirling. When she thought she would come, he moved back to work her opening with his tongue.
Over and over again, he brought her to the brink and then pulled back. Sounds echoed off the walls of the tiny room, moans and sobs and curses, all from a feminine voice she’d never heard before. It was the sound of a woman coming apart at the seams. And she didn’t want it to end.
When he finally let her come, it was with the command, “Fly for me.” And fly she did, as he swirled her clit on the tip of his tongue.
Her whole body pulsed as she clutched his shoulder, braced herself on the wall, and ground onto his mouth. He took care of her, licking everything she gave and then holding her as she came down.
Her legs trembled, and her throat hurt. The tie over her eyes was heavy, cold, and sodden. She raised a shaky hand and fingered her cheeks. They came away wet. He’d orgasmed her to tears. That was surely a first.
The sound of a belt buckle, zipper, and then the blindfold was removed.
Marley blinked, but Austin positioned his head so he blocked out the harsh light from the naked bulb on the ceiling. All she saw were his beautiful eyes, his flushed face, and swollen lips.
She flicked her gaze down to the bulge in his pants that had to be almost painful. Then she met his gaze. “Take me.”
A small quirk of his lips. “I intend to.”
Chapter Six
Austin had resisted placing a condom in his wallet all week. Knowing it was there, he’d feel it, always be aware of it, like a burning brand on his ass.
He’d been fighting the pull of her and he’d been doing a damn good job of it. But that email. That email. It’d sent him over the edge. He’d been in his bedroom when he got it. And his gaze had settled on the blue silk tie. So he’d grabbed that and a condom and left.
And now, with Marley satiated and naked in front of him, he thanked everything holy he had broken down. Because this? Well, this was risky as hell. But he couldn’t summon any fucks to give. He was fulfilling a fantasy of hers and it just so happened to be one of his. Two adults giving their bodies freely to each other. What was the harm in that? This was all it had to be.
Marley was beautiful and tasted like a dream. She responded to him with everything she had, and most of all? She made him laugh. She made him want to be funny. He wasn’t the
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