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He smirks. “Okay.” He moves his hand between us again and sweeps feather-like strokes. I squirm under him. “I can feel how tight you are. But I’m not worried. Because you’re going to take my cock—all of it—like a good girl. And since you want to play, I’ll play.” He pushes his finger into me. “I dare you not to make a single sound.”

I suck in a silent breath, meeting his serious eyes.

“Which should be easy. Because I’m going to knock the breath right out of you.”

I whimper.

“Careful, you might lose.”

I quiet and still myself.

He scans me. “I’ll try to go easy on you. Slow. Tender.”

“Don’t you dare.”

“Or I can fuck you like I can’t get enough of you and you’re going to let me hear you.”

I smile. “You’ll hear me. I promise.”

“Good. Because I can’t wait to taste you again, gorgeous.”

I shiver at the praise, the endearment, the need. How much of this is real?

Do I just let go and trust it? Or do I accept this for what it is—that he’s playing the part to prepare me?

When I feel like this is going to be an endless evening of teasing and kissing outside my core, his tongue sweeps my sensitive nub and I gasp, bucking my hips for more.

He grips them instantly. “You’re okay,” he assures. “I’m going to do what I do best, baby. Tease the fuck out of you until you’re squirming for me. Then I’m going to fuck you mercilessly with my tongue.”

I writhe beneath him and feel myself on the verge just from that promise. “I will get you for this.”

"And Charlie?”

"What?"

"When you're feeling the urge, I want you to fuck my face."

I blink, pushing up on my elbows. "What?"

He grips my ass and covers my pussy with his mouth, his tongue working me instantly. My head falls back on the pillow with a moan I can't hold back if I tried. I gasp when his finger dips inside me, pulling in and out.

What is this? I don't know what to do with all this pleasure coursing through me. All I want to do is grip his hair and ride him like a horse.

I let my fingers slide into his hair, and he responds with a throaty moan. I buck my hips, feeling my body take over wildly as my orgasm builds. I'm literally fucking his face before clenching everywhere and come fast and hard on his tongue with a cry he won’t soon forget. It’s so primal, it turns me on.

He’s back over me. “That’s my girl." He kisses the tip of my nose. "Wait here.”

He slides over to the nightstand and pulls open a drawer. Then returns, holding up a foil-wrapped condom. “If he refuses to use one of these, get out and don’t look back.”

It takes me a moment to make sense of what he’s warning me about. To come back to earth. Then I remember why we’re doing this. “Right. Condom. Noted.” I snatch it from him because I need to rip something open that isn't my heart.

Noah chuckles. “Give me your hands.” He guides me over his tip before rolling it down.

"God, you're big." My nerves start to build as I hold his length between my palms.

He lifts my chin until I meet his gaze. “Charlie.” He presses his forehead to mine. “I want you to know that I’ve always wanted this with you. I’m so incredibly turned on by you. Your beauty, your charm. I can’t wait to feel you.”

“Don’t tease me, Reeves.”

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