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I kept working her, milking the orgasm for all it was worth as she cried out her face rested on my thigh.

She moved one of her legs so she wasn’t straddling my head anymore before she collapsed down at my side, boneless, body racked with aftershocks.

I reached out, massaging her bare ass as she struggled to catch her breath.

“Can we wake up like that every morning?” she asked, finally pushing up to shoot me a bleary-eyed smile, all come-drunk and glowing.

“I’m game if you are,” I said, sliding my fingers up from her ass, teasing over her ribs as she leaned over me on all fours.

My gaze slid to hers, gauging her reaction but only finding interest and heat.

So my hand moved up her belly to close over the swell of her breast, loving the way she gasped and her breathing immediately went quick and shallow.

My hand squeezed, and her lips parted on a silent moan.

Emboldened, my fingers moved toward her nipple, taking it between my forefinger and thumb and doing a roll that had her letting out a little whimper.

“Come here,” I demanded softly, using my free hand to guide her to straddle me, giving me a better view, more access.

Her ass pressed down on my pelvis as my other hand rose to her other breast, teasing her with rolls, then circles with my thumbs. Before knifing up, and sucking one of her nipples into my mouth, loving the way she cried out and arched back, pressing herself more fully into my mouth, begging for more.

Her hands went to my hair, holding me against her as I sucked and licked, then moved across her chest to continue the torment.

Her hips were already writhing on my pelvis, her body aching for more.

But I was going to go ahead and enjoy the fuck out of getting to know every inch of her.

Wrapping an arm around her hips, I rolled her onto her back and moved over her, my lips on her neck, over her shoulders, down her chest, her ribs, her stomach.

“Reid…” she whimpered, and, fuck, did it sound good to hear my name on her lips.

But I wasn’t going to be swayed so quickly.

I still had a fuckuva lot of her to explore.

My tongue traced over her hipbones, my lips teasing over the triangle above her sex, but not moving between, not giving her what she was begging for as her hands pulled at my hair, trying to move me where she was aching for touch.

I moved instead toward her thighs, loving the pillowy softness that had filled in thanks to months of as much food as she wanted to eat.

Did my tongue maybe trace that ultra-sensitive crease between her thigh and her pussy?

I mean… yeah.

And she almost flew off the fucking bed as a tremble moved through her.

So close, but not quite what she wanted.

But I was already moving down her thigh, teasing the inside of her knee, her calf, ankle.

Then pressing a kiss to the arch of her foot, getting a surprised whimper out of her.

Encouraged by her reaction, I moved down, slipping her toe into my mouth. She curled them all reflexively, unsure, before she relaxed into the sensation, letting me suck and bite each of them.

Then moving across to her other foot.

Her ankle. Calf. Knee. Thigh. Crease. Belly. Ribs.

She was practically vibrating with need as I pressed a kiss between her breasts, then rested my head there, smiling up at her, her cheeks flushed, her eyes hooded and hazy.

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