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Her eyebrows rose. “Don’t you like that?”
He drew in a deep breath and let it out slowly. “Too much. I doubt I’ll last long.”
“I thought you special ops types were known for your tight control.”
“On our aim, our focus and our emotions. But this?—”
She wrapped her lips around his cock, grasped his buttocks and pulled him in until he bumped against the back of her throat.
“No control. None. Nada.” He sucked in a breath and held it as she eased back slowly, twisting her tongue around his shaft.
His fingers threaded through her damp hair and pulled her back over him.
She took all of him and eased off again, rocking back and forth, faster and faster.
His buttocks tightened beneath her fingers, and his hands gripped her head, gently pulling her off him. “I can’t hold back much longer,” he said through gritted teeth.
“Then don’t.” She laid back on the sleeping bag, fumbled for the condom and waited for him to come to her.
For a long moment, he stood over her, his cock engorged, jutting straight out, impossibly large.
Londyn ran her tongue across her lips, the taste of him lingering in her mouth.
Nash shook his head.
Londyn’s heart seized. Had he changed his mind? Was she being too eager? Had she turned him off?
“You are...” he said, his voice tight, “...beautiful.” Then he dropped to the bedding, leaned over and kissed her so long and so hard she forgot to breathe.
When he relinquished her lips, he traced a path from her mouth to just below her ear and then down the length of her neck to the pulse beating wildly at the base.
Her breathing grew ragged as he moved lower, his hand cupping her breast, plumping it up so that he could take the nipple between his lips and nibble gently.
Her back arched, urging him to take more.
He sucked her tit into his mouth, pulled hard and then flicked the tip with his tongue.
Londyn writhed beneath him, her body undulating with each stroke of his tongue.
Rather than treat the other breast to the same, he worked his way hungrily down her torso to the juncture of her thighs, parting her legs so that he could settle his broad shoulders between them.
Then he took her with his mouth, flicking his tongue across her clit, then swirling it slowly. His fingers found her channel and slipped inside her slick entrance with one, then two, then three fingers, thrusting in and out as he sucked her clit into his mouth, stroking it with his tongue.
Londyn had never felt sensations as intense as she did at that moment. Her hips rocked with every brush of his tongue.
She wove her hands into his hair and held him close, reveling in the electric currents that built with each flick and each stroke. The tension became so powerful she let go of all inhibition and shot into orbit in a release so profound she was sure she’d died and gone to heaven.
Wave after wave washed through her until the tide ebbed, and she fell back to earth. Heavy rain pounded the barn's tin roof, echoing the thundering beat of her heart.
Nash rose on his arms, leaned over and kissed her, the musk of her release on his mouth.
When her senses slowly returned, Londyn realized an overpowering need for more. What he’d started wasn’t nearly enough.
“Did you like that?” he asked.
She nodded and then shook her head.
His brow furrowed. “Is that a yes or a no?”
