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My hands loop around his back, into the band of his pants, gripping at his stone etched hips and pulling him into me. “Not enough. I need you inside me!” The need suffuses my every move, my hips bucking toward him.
Evan has different plans. “Not yet. Not until I’ve tasted you.”
He's working his way down, nipping at my stomach, licking and biting my sides, his fingers scraping gently along my ass and thighs. Right into the band of my yoga pants and thong, and lower, yanking them down in a single jerk.
A pause, a held breath between us.
He lets his eyes wander, hunger raging in the depths of those silver-gray orbs.
Then, in one motion, he grips my ankles, forcing me back, knees bending, spreading my legs wide to worship me. He never looks away from my exposed center as he lowers himself, slowly. Until right before he buries his face between my legs, our eyes meet.
“Evan!” I scream, my eyes rolling back in my head as his tongue spears into me.
He’s molten lava, spiraling into my depths, his lips joining mine in the sweetest, deepest kiss. I bite my lower lip, my mouth longing for that same kiss but never wanting him to stop.
I wish he could kiss me while he devours my pleasure. He laps up every ounce of what I give him, what he makes me give him.
Heat envelops us, the two of us still worked up from dancing, even more so now. A low chuckle slips out of my lips as the air conditioning kicks on.
Every inch of exposed skin pebbles as cool air touches my soaked core.
It makes my nipples harden, tight, shivering through me in sweet contrast to the roiling fire between my legs, Evan’s tongue.
I feel the slick against his chin as he takes a breath. “You taste…”
“Like what?”
“Heaven.” His growl vibrates into my clit as he lashes it in tight circles, sweeping in unbearable wheels around the tip, pressing a finger to my opening. He slides one in, testing me, sending my hips into a twirl rotation on the table top.
“More!” I beg.
Another finger joins the first, then a third, easing in to let me adjust. Gentle pressure pulls me upward as he massages that sweetest spot, off and on, a rhythm, setting my back and ass rolling in a wave.
It's enough to make me scream. But it's just the start.
It can't end here. It can't end with just this. Not this time.
I fist a handful of his silky black hair, tugging up roughly for him to look at me. For him to stand. He resists, lunging in to lick me again, but I shove him back, standing up and grabbing him. “No. Not enough. Give me everything!”
“Hellena…”
“Don’t you dare back down.” I rise up on my toes, licking his bottom lip, tasting a hint of my lust on him.
“I wasn’t planning on it.”
His pause wasn’t hesitation. It was a warning.
His hands lock around my waist suddenly, flipping me around, pressing down into my back and bending me over the table as I spread wide for him.
My hands stretch out across the surface, the cool surface easing the burning skin of my breasts. I thrust my ass out, inviting him, practically pleading for him to fill me up.
A tortured, miserable sound slips out of him as I feel the tip of him press against my entrance. I look back, waiting, throbbing inside. “What are you waiting for?” I gasp, writhing on the table in tortured agony. If he doesn’t take me now, I’ll fucking lose my mind.
He’s looking down at me, down the length of that sculpted nose, imperious.
Just like the day we met. Only this time, it riles something different in me.
“Say it,” he commands. I can feel him holding back, the swollen, drenched tip barely spreading me open. “Say. It.”
