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"Just swear to me that if I do, you'll make sure that they put the cause of death on my tombstone. And as my last dying wish, make sure that you tell anyone who will listen… that you came first."
I shake my head at him but I can't stop the blush from warming my cheeks.
"You have my word, though I'm not so sure I'm worth dying for."
His eyes lock on mine and then he releases my hands as he grips my hips again.
"That's where you're wrong. You're the only one worth suffocating under."
It's so oddly sweet that I bend down and press my lips to his.
He releases one hand from my hips and wraps his fingers around the back of my neck, pulling me closer.
The moment I pull back from our kiss, Seven pulls me up the rest of the way until I'm straddling his face.
His hands grip around my ass cheeks as he pulls my pelvis against his mouth.
His tongue flattens against my pussy lips and parts them as he devours me, lapping up every drop of arousal as if it's feeding him. His tongue, nose, and face burrow into me, lighting up every nerve ending and making my clit pulsate and my body shutter.
I've never been eaten like this. Not as if both of our lives depend on it. He's not holding back as if he's only doing this as a sexual favor. He's devouring every inch of me like he does his breakfast.
He groans against me in approval as I roll my hips forward, his lips suctioning tighter around my clit.
"Seven…" I moan out.
I reach down, sliding my fingers through his hair. Not that I need to hold on to stay in place. Even if I had a pry bar, I couldn't wiggle out of Seven's hold.
He has no intentions of letting me go until he's had his fill, and I've never wanted to be held at someone's mercy more than his.
The tip of his tongue starts to swirl around my clit in a circular motion, and then Seven releases one of my cheeks and snakes his hand up the front of my torso, sliding his hand gently along my belly until he reaches my breast. At first, his hand rubs over each breast as he watches me coming apart for him, and then his thumb and pointer finger secure around my nipple and pinch down.
"Oh God…" I whimper.
The pain and pleasure from his fingers shoot down straight to my clit, sparking more nerve endings until I don't think I can hold back any longer.
I thought that the orgasm from the restaurant was a fluke… a one-off, but my body was spiraling towards its second climax at the hands of this man, and there was nothing else I wanted more than to be finished off by him again.
He releases my nipple, his long arm reaches up even higher and his hand gently wraps around my neck. I look down to see him watching me as he sucks down hard on my sensitive nub, and his hand gives a quick squeeze against my throat.
I've never had a man's hand around my throat, and the surprise sensation has my body bursting with tingles as my center squeezes so tight I think I might pass out. All together, my body free falls into the most brutal yet incredible orgasm of my life.
I try to catch my breath when Seven pulls me down his body, laying my head against his chest and wraps me up in his arms, pulling me under the blankets with him. I can hear his heart beating almost as fast as mine, and the feeling of his hard-on between us.
"Are you okay?" he asks, a true look of concern on his face.
I nod, I have no words for what he just did to me. I didn't even know orgasms could tear you apart and put you back together all in the same instant.
"Yes, I'm more than okay. I just can't feel my legs," I tease.
My thighs are still tingling and shaking with the aftershock of my release.
"Good thing you won't need them for what we're doing next," he says. "Are you ready for a third?"
"A third orgasm?" I ask, as if the idea is unheard of.
"Have you ever had three before?"
"Have you ever given three?" I say quickly, avoiding the question of my lack of orgasms.
