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I crawl to the edge of the bed, gripping his hips in my hands before he can step back.
“Savannah.” He says my name on a breath and a prayer.
I lower myself so I’m sitting on the edge of the bed, my legs on either side of his, my hands still gripping his hips, my face just the right height to press a kiss on his stomach through his T-shirt.
“Okay, let me see if I’ve got this straight. You’re worried that you want me too much. That you’ll lose control and hurt me.” He moves like he’s going to take a step back, so I wrap my legs around his, locking my ankles behind his legs, keeping him trapped. “Do I have that right?”
Chapter Nineteen
Ian
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It takes me a minute to see where she’s going with this.
Little wonder where there’s exactly no blood flow to my brain right now.
How could there be blood anywhere other than my cock when Savannah is on my bed, her legs wrapped around me, looking up at me like that?
I can hardly be blamed for not catching where she’s going with this until her hands slip under the waistband to shove my sweatpants and my boxers down my hips. She cups my ass as she lowers them past my ass and runs her hands around to free my cock.
“Savannah, you don’t—”
But she doesn’t give me a chance to finish the thought. She runs her togue up the length of my cock to circle the head.
“If you’re worried you’ll lose control and hurt me if we have sex, then you just need to lose control before we start.”
She wraps her lips around the head, her cheeks hollowing as she gives my cock one long suck.
And that’s all it takes.
Just my dick in her mouth.
Except it’s not just that. It’s everything about this moment. It’s everything that has lead up to this moment. It’s her living in my house. Her sleeping in my bed. Her wearing my clothes. It’s the thought of her pussy naked beneath those clothes for the past week.
Fuck, no wonder I feel like I’m constantly surrounded by the scent of her. Her pussy has been right there all along. So close.
And that’s why I lose it.
I grip the back of her head and pump into her mouth just once before I come. She doesn’t have a chance to swallow, because I come so hard and so fast. It’s exactly what I was afraid of.
A fucking mess.
I make a mess of her.
I come in her mouth and on her lips and her chin.
By the time I’m done, she’s filthy, gloriously covered in my come.
I’ve never seen anything more gorgeous than my come painting her face.
Except for her smile, that is. Except for the way she grins up at me.
I run one hand down the back of her head, tipping her chin up with the other as I groan. “That was fucking embarrassing.”
I try to wipe the come off her chin with my thumb, but her lips chase it and she sucks my thumb into her mouth, licking it clean with relish.
“That was fucking hot, is what that was,” she says, releasing my thumb with a pop and then nipping at my hand like she can’t get enough of me.
