a quick peck before he did something he might regret later. “Now spin around so you’re facing my feet.”
April raised a brow but again did as he asked. He loved how she trusted him.
His hands on her hips guided her backwards until she was lined up perfectly, right where he needed her to be. Her pussy hovered above his head, his cock aligned with her mouth. She stiffened a bit over him. He was fairly certain she’d never been in this position before.
“Relax, darlin’.” He kissed one pale cheek, then the other, and then Clay set to proving all over again just how well he, and only he, could make her come.
Latching his mouth onto her, he zeroed in on her clit and scraped it gently with his teeth, before soothing it again with his tongue. He felt the shiver run through her at that.
His long groan of deep satisfaction when she slid her mouth down over his erection came out muffled. The sound must have vibrated through her in a good way, because she twitched above him and moaned.
He loved the taste of her, the feel of her over him, the way she trembled in his arms as her muscles clenched when she got close to coming. Clay especially loved how he knew exactly how to touch her to make her come so easily.
With his tongue sliding in and out of the one place he desperately wanted to go but hadn’t, he wet one finger and began circling the place he had already been and really hoped to be again. April stilled and her body briefly clenched tightly against his probing.
Clay’s mouth zeroed back in on her clit as he continued plying her with his wet finger until her body finally opened, slowly accepting him, welcoming him inside. It was her trigger, a guaranteed hot button, something he had discovered that very first time the three of them had been together. He’d never told Mason what he’d done to finally push her over the edge that first night. It just didn’t seem right to discuss details about her like that. Now, it was Clay and April’s little secret, something he knew about her that no one else knew. He had to share so much already, he wanted something just for himself.
He had just worked the tip of one finger inside her when she came, hard and fast, pulsing over him violently. Writhing above him, April bore down, her mouth and hand tightening over his cock, speeding her motions as she came, chasing all thought except for the feel of her out of his head. It was almost enough to make him follow right behind her, but not quite.
As her spasms died down, the movements of her mouth and hand on him slowed and he nearly cried with frustration. “Keep going, darlin’. Please, I’m so close.”
April readjusted her position over him, then Clay felt her tiny, wet finger slide back, behind his balls, to begin probing him. His body involuntarily clenched tightly against the invasion.
Clay let out a shuddering breath, silently chanting the word “relax” in his brain. He’d read about this too. The male G-spot, guaranteed to make any man come if manipulated correctly, if he could get his body to let her inside. Her touching him like that was a little bit frightening and very, very intriguing at the same time.
She gathered more spit on her finger and circled him, teasing his hole. She’d abandoned his cock for the moment but he was too fascinated with what she was doing, what he was feeling, to care.
Between the slickness of her saliva and her patient probing, Clay felt it happening, his body finally opening for her, just like hers always did for him. The tightness eased just enough and she slid part of the way inside. He squeezed his eyes shut and threw his head back against the mattress, trying not to clench up as she pushed inside him. She moved gently, slowly. He raised his hips off the mattress slightly to give her more access as she worked just the tip of her finger in and out. April took him inside her mouth again while moving her finger faster.
Clay took a shuddering breath as what he suspected would be
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