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“No. They must’ve malfunctioned.” Dion rushes to the control board, fingers flying over the buttons in a frantic attempt to stop the flood. “Damn it, it’s not working.” He gives up and turns back to me.
Now, we’re both soaked. My clothes cling to my body, the chill setting in, making me shiver.
I notice Dion’s gaze lingering on me and his eyes land on my breasts, my nipples poking out of the fabric of my wet top. My cheeks heat.
Heat sparks in his eyes, igniting something in me. Is it arousal or the aftereffects from the drugs? I can’t quite tell, but the pull between us demands release.
Dion closes the distance between us, his eyes never straying from mine. Droplets of water cascade down his face, and I can’t help but admire his beauty. Those fucking green eyes.
My chest rises and falls at a rapid pace, mirroring the erratic beat of my heart.
The tension thickens as he moves closer.
And then, in that charged moment, Dion’s hand reaches for my face. My breath hitches, and I see the moment his willpower breaks, just before his lips meet mine in a feverish kiss, shattering the invisible barriers that have kept us apart for so long. The sensation is electrifying, desire rushing through my body. Our breaths mingle, becoming ragged as we lose ourselves in each other.
My fingers tangle in his wet hair, pulling him closer, desperate for more of him. Dion responds with equal fervor, his hands roaming over my drenched clothes, his touch setting my skin ablaze.
His hand lands on one of my breasts, and he squeezes it hard, letting his thumb caress my hardened nipple over the fabric.
I let out a small moan, which only makes him kiss me harder. His tongue explores my mouth, sending tingles straight down to my center.
Despite the intensity of the moment, a chuckle escapes my lips.
Dion pauses, forehead resting against mine as he looks into my eyes.
“What’s so funny?” he breathes out, a hint of amusement in his voice.
“I can’t believe this is happening,” I reply between giggles, looking up toward the sprinklers. The absurdity of the situation is hitting me.
Dion smiles. “I love your laugh,” he says softly, his gaze holding mine. “It might be the thing I’ve missed the most in this time we’ve been apart.”
My heart swells at his words, and I realize just how much I’ve missed him too. And I don’t want to be scared to say how I feel anymore.
“I’ve missed yours, too,” I say, and Dion grins, kissing me again, not hesitating to then pull up my top and expose my tits. He bends down to take one into his mouth.
This time, I moan loudly and throw my head back, enjoying the feeling of his tongue lapping at the tight nipples.
My body reacts instinctively, pressing against him, eager for the closeness we’ve been denied for so long. Every touch fuels the fire between us, drawing us closer together.
“Fuck,” he groans against my breast. “Turn around,” he demands.
Once I’m no longer facing him, he pushes me forward so that I’m bent over. I brace my hands on the bench.
I look back at Dion, and hunger has taken over his gaze. He rips my panties off in one swift movement, making me gasp.
Not wasting a second, he spreads my ass cheeks open and spits onto the hole. I startle at the sudden moist feeling, but it quickly mingles with my already wet center.
“I’ve been dying to taste your pussy for a whole fucking year, Aria,” he says, getting on his knees. “Don’t ever keep what’s mine from me again.” His tone filled with sweet venom.
He licks his way from my clit, up to my entrance, and my knees buckle. I’m still not steady on my feet, and the sensation is too much already.
“Go up on all fours, baby,” Dion instructs, and I lift my knees onto the bench, now even more open and exposed. But I don’t care.
He dips his tongue inside me again, and I moan. “Ahhh, fuck.”
Dion eats me out like a man starved. His tongue circles my clit at a steady pace, surprising me with little sucks every now and then. My whole body responds, arching toward him, each of his licks sending spasms through all my nerve endings.
As he continues to devour me, he presses his thumb at my puckered hole, using his saliva and my wetness to moisten the entrance. Slowly, he pushes his finger in, and my body tenses at the intrusion.
