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There’s nothing I want more.

I kiss my way down to her breasts, admiring every dip and curve as I go. Her skin is hot under my lips, smooth as damn silk, and her nipples pebbly like strawberries. She’s flawless, absolutely perfect. She runs her hands through my hair, tugging on the strands, eager to have me sucking them.

“You’re so damn perfect,” I groan into her skin. “I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t be able to walk.”

“Oh my God, yes… please…”

God, I love it when she begs.

“Now be a good girl and spread your legs for me,” I grumble, getting back on my knees and undoing the buckle of my belt.

Lizzie does as she’s told, pressing her back against the pillows and taking a deep breath as she settles herself into a seductive pose, her legs wide. She gives me a smile and lifts an eyebrow in a way that says, “Come and get it, big boy.”

Her lips curl into a mischievous smile.

It seems to take a lifetime for me to lose the rest of my clothes. Finally, I place my hands on the blankets and stalk up the bed, over her body, until we’re skin to skin, nose to nose, eyes boring into one another’s soul.

I press a kiss to Lizzie’s lips, and she moans, attempting to deepen it, but I draw away before she can, causing her to let out a sound of protest.

It quickly turns into a gasp of surprise the second she feels my teeth graze her collarbone, my lips moving down her body, grazing each nipple softly, then sucking on it, before circling her navel and sending shudders through her system.

When I finally reach her hips, I kiss one thigh and then the other, before moving down, inch by agonizing inch, until Lizzie’s fingers are completely clenched around the sheets of the bed, holding on for dear life.

I can feel the heat from between her legs, her wet cunt against me.

I feel my cock twitch. It’s almost painfully hard.

At the first touch of my tongue to her clit, Lizzie arches off the bed, moaning toward the heavens.

When I lick her again, she melts beneath me, softly moaning my name.

“Dillan…ohhh…”

Jesus, this woman will be the death of me. If she makes any more sounds like that, I will reach my breaking point. And gladly so.

It has been too damn long since I heard that tone from her.

The low moan of her voice does things to me that I can’t explain. What I know without a shred of doubt is that I’ll do everything in my power to make her moan my name over and over again (or scream it—that works equally well). That’s a guarantee.

She tastes like honey and rain and heaven, and I can’t get enough. Those firm thighs wrap themselves around my head and draw me in—which I gladly give into.

I don’t brush over her clit again. Instead, my tongue lingers, delicately tracing near and around her clit, that’s where my focus is, on sweetly torturing her, only occasionally brushing directly over her little bud, causing her to sway her hips, arch her back, and whimper. I draw slow circles with my tongue and run it through the pool between her legs, with Lizzie continuing to moan and struggle against my arm, her hands alternating between tugging at my hair and clasping the sheets on the bed. It’s when her breathing changes and she starts begging that I know she’s close. The second I suck her clit between my lips, I feel her quiver.

A delicious scream slices through the room.

That’s the quickest she has ever come, and most of it was from the sheer anticipation of my touch where she most needed it. Her hands are back in my hair, clinging on to the strands as I hold her clit in my mouth, extending her pleasure until she can take no more, panting and sweating, her body wetter than before.

I roll over but don’t go far. I position myself right next to her body, my hair tickling her side, waiting for Lizzie to come down from the cloud of orgasmic bliss. When she’s cognizant again, she reaches for me, encouraging me to climb up her body until we’re on our sides, facing one another. Lizzie leans in and presses a long, slow kiss to my lips.

Then she pulls back and says only one word.

“Again…” she whispers.

The one word every man longs to hear from his woman.

Before she can blink, I grab a hold of her muscular thigh and sling it over my hip, pressing myself between her legs. I’m hard as fuck. I run my cock through her slit, positioning myself, and Lizzie moans, tugging me more firmly against her body.

With one slow move, I inch my cock inside her, stretching her and causing Lizzie to let out a long, loud and satisfied moan.

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