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then she felt the scrape of teeth.
“Use your mouth,” she said.
He lifted his gaze to hers, his blue eye seeming to glow. “You sure you want my mouth there?”
“Yes.” If he waited any longer, she was going to grab his head and shove him against her clit.
He rumbled his pleasure and dragged his tongue over her. Claire bit her lip and lifted her hips up higher, pleasure flaring through her. He pressed his mouth down over her clit, licking, sucking, scraping his teeth against her. Claire squirmed under his attentions, and then he shifted his fingers inside her and found exactly the right spot. There was no denying the whimper that came out of her now.
Victor’s head snapped up and his free hand slammed down against the floor. Claire jumped, the building pleasure suddenly gone. “Can’t take it,” he groaned through clenched teeth. He started to tremble. “I need you so bad.” His fingers slid out of her and he slowly started to crawl up her body. The heat of him, oh God, the heat… For a second, she considered giving in, the thought of his hot cock filling her was enough to send her skimming toward the edge. But there was too much risk, no matter how horny and desperate she was.
“We can’t.” She grabbed the sides of his face and forced him to look at her. “Not that, not now. Let me help you.” She pushed at him until he was on his side next to her. “Roll over.” The struggle was clear in his eyes, but he obeyed her, shaking. Claire pressed up against his back. This way there would be less temptation, for him and for her. He jolted when she reached over and gripped his cock. His trembling got worse as she slowly stroked him. “If I take care of you, will you be able to finish taking care of me?”
“Claire, please.”
A thrill shot through her. Here was a man who could take on nasties with his bare hands and he was at her mercy, begging. She stroked him harder and faster, trying not to think about what that cock would feel like inside her. His shaking stopped as he bucked against her hand, every muscle in his body drawn tight. She rubbed her thighs together, slick and needy, and caused just enough friction to drive herself more crazy. Victor thrust harder against her hand, his breath coming in harsh pants. He was straining so hard his body felt like steel.
“Victor, let go.” She leaned up on her elbow so she could see his face. His eyes were squeezed tight. “Come for me.”
His breathing hitched and his eyes flew open. His cock pulsed in her hand as he came, his body making small little jerks. A long, deep groan escaped him and his eyes eased shut again. Then he stilled, and for a moment all the tension in him was gone. Claire took her hand from him and Victor grabbed her wrist, the sudden movement making her gasp. He rolled, coming face-to-face with her, and took her mouth in a kiss. He kissed her like he wanted to devour her, and it was all she could do to kiss him back. She tasted herself on his lips, his tongue. A hand brushed against her hip and across her thigh, and then Victor’s fingers were inside her again. She cried out against his mouth as he thrust his fingers, circling his thumb against her clit.
“Victor,” she said between gasps for air. “Victor…” She wanted to say that it was too much, but he took her mouth again. She couldn’t remember being kissed like that before, with so much need it was almost feral, and yet somehow there was tenderness in it too. He curled his fingers inside her and that was it. She broke the kiss so she could suck in a breath and held it as she bucked against Victor’s hand. He kept thrusting his fingers into her, prolonging her orgasm. Several seconds went by before she grabbed his wrist and forced him to pull his hand away. “Too much,” she gasped, struggling to regain her breath.
He nuzzled the side of her neck and started kissing her. He murmured something but her heart was pounding too loud for her to make it out. As her heart
“Use your mouth,” she said.
He lifted his gaze to hers, his blue eye seeming to glow. “You sure you want my mouth there?”
“Yes.” If he waited any longer, she was going to grab his head and shove him against her clit.
He rumbled his pleasure and dragged his tongue over her. Claire bit her lip and lifted her hips up higher, pleasure flaring through her. He pressed his mouth down over her clit, licking, sucking, scraping his teeth against her. Claire squirmed under his attentions, and then he shifted his fingers inside her and found exactly the right spot. There was no denying the whimper that came out of her now.
Victor’s head snapped up and his free hand slammed down against the floor. Claire jumped, the building pleasure suddenly gone. “Can’t take it,” he groaned through clenched teeth. He started to tremble. “I need you so bad.” His fingers slid out of her and he slowly started to crawl up her body. The heat of him, oh God, the heat… For a second, she considered giving in, the thought of his hot cock filling her was enough to send her skimming toward the edge. But there was too much risk, no matter how horny and desperate she was.
“We can’t.” She grabbed the sides of his face and forced him to look at her. “Not that, not now. Let me help you.” She pushed at him until he was on his side next to her. “Roll over.” The struggle was clear in his eyes, but he obeyed her, shaking. Claire pressed up against his back. This way there would be less temptation, for him and for her. He jolted when she reached over and gripped his cock. His trembling got worse as she slowly stroked him. “If I take care of you, will you be able to finish taking care of me?”
“Claire, please.”
A thrill shot through her. Here was a man who could take on nasties with his bare hands and he was at her mercy, begging. She stroked him harder and faster, trying not to think about what that cock would feel like inside her. His shaking stopped as he bucked against her hand, every muscle in his body drawn tight. She rubbed her thighs together, slick and needy, and caused just enough friction to drive herself more crazy. Victor thrust harder against her hand, his breath coming in harsh pants. He was straining so hard his body felt like steel.
“Victor, let go.” She leaned up on her elbow so she could see his face. His eyes were squeezed tight. “Come for me.”
His breathing hitched and his eyes flew open. His cock pulsed in her hand as he came, his body making small little jerks. A long, deep groan escaped him and his eyes eased shut again. Then he stilled, and for a moment all the tension in him was gone. Claire took her hand from him and Victor grabbed her wrist, the sudden movement making her gasp. He rolled, coming face-to-face with her, and took her mouth in a kiss. He kissed her like he wanted to devour her, and it was all she could do to kiss him back. She tasted herself on his lips, his tongue. A hand brushed against her hip and across her thigh, and then Victor’s fingers were inside her again. She cried out against his mouth as he thrust his fingers, circling his thumb against her clit.
“Victor,” she said between gasps for air. “Victor…” She wanted to say that it was too much, but he took her mouth again. She couldn’t remember being kissed like that before, with so much need it was almost feral, and yet somehow there was tenderness in it too. He curled his fingers inside her and that was it. She broke the kiss so she could suck in a breath and held it as she bucked against Victor’s hand. He kept thrusting his fingers into her, prolonging her orgasm. Several seconds went by before she grabbed his wrist and forced him to pull his hand away. “Too much,” she gasped, struggling to regain her breath.
He nuzzled the side of her neck and started kissing her. He murmured something but her heart was pounding too loud for her to make it out. As her heart
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