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When I finally darted my tongue around her clit, she bucked up from the table.
“Oh, you are so, so bad.” Her voice was little more than a whisper, her eyelids fluttering open and closed.
A part of me wondered if she had any idea just how beautiful she was. I swirled my tongue around her clit several times, the taste like the sweetest nectar, a hint of peaches and cream. It was becoming more difficult to hold back, my needs crazily off the charts.
As one of my favorite pieces of music came on the satellite radio from Def Leppard, I heard her subtle laugh and used that moment to suck on her tender clit.
Within seconds, she was purring, still tossing her head as she rocked her body against the table. I took my time, using a combination of my fingers, tongue, and mouth to rock her world.
This was the best dessert possible and I made a mental note that wherever I took her, she would never be allowed to wear panties. After all, I required complete access to every inch. Every hole. Every sweet taste of her skin.
I was a man obsessed, my need to possess her becoming unhinged.
As I drove a combination of my tongue and fingers past her swollen folds, she pushed all the way up from the table, her eyes open wide. I lifted my gaze as I thrust three fingers into her tight channel, flexing them open and curling the ends. If there was one thing I’d enjoyed more than others after becoming an adult, it was learning how to please a woman with my mouth and fingers.
I could tell she was rolling into pure euphoria, doing her best to stave off an orgasm while falling into a complete abyss of pleasure. Her chest was rising and falling rapidly, the sweet girl sliding her tongue back and forth across her bottom lip. She could have no idea how enticing that was, how much my cock was aching.
As I continued eating her in languid actions, her body began to quiver more and more with every passing second. In no time, she was ready to lose it, pounding one fist on the table.
Even hearing the slight sounds of bottles and jars thumping on the table was spectacular, pushing me into licking her even more fervently.
Barely five seconds later, she uttered a startling scream as her body now shook violently.
“Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes.”
I did so love hearing her scream.
Soon she would be screaming out my name.
Over and over again.
CHAPTER 18
Sara
I liked it rough.
I’d never realized I had.
Until him.
When he’d clamped his hand around my throat, the flash of terror had boosted the level of adrenaline. I’d been lightheaded but not because he was cutting off my air supply.
Excitement.
He’d torn up Pandora’s Box, smashing the lid and crushing the padlock. There was no going back now. We were both driven to the kind of shadows and pitch-black locations in our minds that should terrify most people.
But we weren’t most people.
We were on the fringe of insanity.
The thought was riveting. Still, I had so many questions that needed answers and not just about the horrible things his father had done or just how far he and his brothers had gone in the dozens of hunts. I wanted to know everything that made this man tick, everything that kept him above the rest by a mile.
I could only imagine what my friends would say right now if they saw me like this.
How was this man, this brutal and savage killer able to drive so much electric excitement into my body? How had he managed to have such a strong effect on me that I was at the point of losing my mind from the pleasure?
And most important, how in God’s name had I allowed any of this to happen?
