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That familiar coil builds inside, rapidly demanding release, and as it gets tighter and tighter, my body squirms faster. “Oh God,” I pant, my fingers tightening in his hair. “Please.”

I can’t hold on to it a moment longer, and as he sucks my clit into his mouth and plunges his fingers deep inside of me, I come again, the intensity rocking through me like a million fireworks exploding over and over.

It pulses through my body, and I throw my head back as I cry out his name. “OH FUCK, EZRA!”

My back arches, and as the intensity grows, his hand shoots up my body, cupping my tit before slowly rolling my nipple between his skilled fingers. His tongue doesn’t stop moving, doesn’t stop teasing and filling me with the sweetest satisfaction.

My thighs try to close around him, but he doesn’t dare move, more than willing to be suffocated between my legs rather than risking pulling away. He elicits more from me as his fingers curl and massage against my G-spot, knowing exactly how to find it, and good God, does he work me just right.

My walls shatter, wildly convulsing around his thick fingers as my hips frantically jolt. I clench my eyes, and my fingers and toes begin to curl until I can’t take it anymore. It’s too much. Too intense.

He keeps driving me crazy, until finally, I reach my climax, and I start coming back down. My chest heaves with each new breath, and when Ezra eases up on my clit, my whole body goes limp around him.

“That . . .” I breathe, not being able to string a full sentence together. “So good.”

Ezra grins as he gets back to his feet, but the way he looks at me warns me that he’s not nearly through with me yet.

His knee presses against the mattress beside my thigh as his opposite hand comes down beside my shoulder, and not a moment later, his other arm is locked around my waist, dragging me back up the mattress until my head is against the pillow. “Do you have any fucking idea how sweet you taste?” he murmurs, hovering over me.

I shake my head. “You’ll have to show me.”

With that, Ezra drops his lips to mine, kissing me deeply, and while any lingering taste of my arousal is long gone, I still appreciate the sentiment.

I groan into his mouth before hooking my leg over his hip, using it to roll us over, and giving me control. “You know,” I murmur, hovering over him. “I bet I don’t taste nearly half as good as you do.”

His brow arches, and as a wicked grin stretches across my lips, I crawl down his sculpted body, the anticipation of taking him in my mouth giving me all the energy in the world.

Reaching his waist, I shimmy his jeans down just enough to release his straining cock, and the moment I curl my hand around his thick base and take in the piercing at his tip and those angry veins, my mouth starts to water.

Glancing up, I meet Ezra’s stare, and I love how focused he is. His gaze is hooded, and as I lean closer toward his tip and my tongue darts out over my bottom lip, his breath catches in his throat.

God, I love that I have this effect on him.

A thrill shoots through me, and I put on my best performance, letting my tongue do the work just as his did. Starting from the tip, I roll my tongue over his piercing before slowly trailing it down the length of his huge cock and back up, then as I reach the top, I close my mouth over him and get to work.

Balancing on my knees, I use both hands, working him the way I know he likes it—one hand moving up and down, following the movements of my mouth, and the other squeezing at his base. My tongue doesn’t stop roaming, exploring every inch of him, and as I feel him right at the back of my throat, his deep groan rumbles through the room.

I take him further, pushing myself to my limits and testing my gag reflexes, and when his hand knots into my hair, and his hips jolt with need, I know I’ve got him right where I want him. “Fuck, baby. Just like that.”

I don’t dare stop, feeling as my pussy throbs with need, desperate to ride him and feel the way my walls stretch around him. God, I need to take him deep, hard, fast, and wild.

My cheeks hollow out as I suck, and when I roll my tongue over his piercing again, his grip tightens in my hair, pulling me back. “Fuck, Rae. If you keep going like that, this’ll end right here, and I’m not nearly through with you.”

I wipe my thumb across my bottom lip, never so crazed in my life, and as I sit up, I keep my other hand moving, slowly taking him up and down as my thumb rolls over his tip. “Oh really?” I ask, slightly disappointed that I didn’t get to finish him off, but we have our whole lives for that.

Ezra reaches for me again, and I shake my head. “Uh-uh,” I say, crawling back up his body and straddling his waist. “You had your turn to make me come, and now it’s my turn, and I intend to take my time.”

His brows arch, and I don’t hesitate, gripping that thick cock before rising up on my knees and guiding him to my entrance. Then as I feel him right where I want him, I grasp the headboard and slowly lower myself down.

My body trembles as I take him inch by inch, feeling the way my walls stretch around his impressive size. I’ve never felt so full. “Baby,” he groans, grasping my hips, and at the sound of his strained voice, everything clenches. He sucks in a short breath. “You’re fucking killing me.”

A wicked grin stretches across my face as I drop the rest of the way, bottoming out and taking all he has to offer, I circle my hips and watch as he falls apart.

“Rae,” he warns, having to grip my hips tighter and hold me still. “If you’re not going to play fair, I’ll have no choice but to flip you over and take that pretty ass.”

I circle my hips again. “You wouldn’t dare,” I challenge, knowing damn well he would.

His cock flinches within me, and seeing he’s at the end of his patience, I give him what he needs, rising to my knees until I feel his tip right at my entrance before dropping back down. My pussy clenches around him as my eyes roll with pure satisfaction, and I can’t help but do it again.

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