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front of the fire
was soft under her knees.
    “Yeah, just like that,” he said, leaning
over her back.
    She wiggled her hips, expecting him to
fuck her. Instead he smoothed a hand down her spine, then crouched down, head nuzzling between her legs.
    “Oh my God, what are you doing?” she asked,
teeth snapping shut as his mouth closed over her clit.
    “I’m kissing you, just like you kissed
me,” he said, licking up and down her pussy.
    She shuddered, trying to keep her balance
as he inserted one finger, then another, licking around them as he pressed
against her G-spot.
    He’s
a genius, she thought vaguely. He flicked his
tongue over her clit, drawing out the pleasure until she cried out, close to
climax. He moved back and she moaned. Not
again , she thought. She didn’t want him to tease her. She needed him inside
her, but he didn’t give her what she wanted. He grabbed a pillow, shoving it
under her arms.
    “Hang on to that,” he said, licking into
her again. When he moved his mouth back, nibbling over the sensitive nerves of
her anus, she grunted, legs almost giving out.
    “Okay?” he asked.
    She nodded, muffling her moans in the soft
pillow. She couldn’t believe he was licking her there, but when he inserted a
finger, too, she couldn’t help groaning. She pushed back, wanting more.
    He chuckled. “Yeah, feels good. I know how
good that feels.”
    He does? she thought, then pleasure chased the words out of her mind.
He licked around his finger until she was writhing, desperate for more. He
moved back, not giving her what she wanted. When the front of his thighs shoved
up against the back of her legs, she surged back, fucking herself on his hands,
his cock, whatever she could reach.
    “Uh-uh, just wait, Liselle ,”
he said, hand on her hips, holding her steady.
    Her growl of frustration was cut off
abruptly when she felt his cock nudge at her pussy. He was hot and thick and
she wanted him inside. Right now.
    He leaned his forehead down on her spine,
shoving his cock inside her with one strong thrust. She jerked forward, but his
hands were on her hips, holding her still while he fucked into her roughly.
    “Is this okay?” he panted, groaning as she
tightened her internal muscles.
    “Yes. Yes, God,” she managed, knowing
instinctively that this was exactly what he needed. She was happy to give it to
him.
    “The dreams, sometimes they make me
crazy,” he choked out, fucking into her so hard he had to grab her shoulders to
keep her from sprawling onto her stomach.
    “Stop thinking,” she said, just like he’d
said to her earlier.
    He groaned, then kissed the small of her back. “You’re so sweet.”
    She smiled into the pillow, amused that he
thought that while he was shoving himself so far inside her she could taste
him. When he shifted again, one thigh slipping in between hers, she held onto
the pillow tighter. He teased at her asshole again, then slid a finger inside. Her climax roared up out of nowhere and she nearly
screamed as he fucked her, a finger in her ass and another on her clit, rubbing
until another orgasm took her over. She sobbed, body fluttering around him, and
then just when she didn’t think she could take any more, his hips snapped
forward with one, last violent thrust and he moaned, head falling onto her back. She lost her balance and slumped to the floor, his
strong length a heavy comfort all along her back. She tried to catch her breath.
    “I didn’t hurt you, did I?” he murmured a
few minutes later, sliding her hair out of her face.
    “God, no,” she said. She felt … strange. Like she’d been turned inside out. Everything was different
now.
    “I’m sorry,” he breathed into her cheek.
    “For what?” She rolled over and looked him in the eye. “For making me feel so
good I forgot my name? For telling me that I’m beautiful?” Her smile faded as she looked him over. He looked tired. His cock hung over his
thigh, soft and sweet looking, of all things. “For