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There was no longer any reason for me to keep this woman at any distance. I wanted her even closer—and I feared that being inside her might not be enough to quench this desire.
Her body's response shifted. Her breath came quicker, in more irregular intervals, as her muscles gradually tensed, and her moans and groans grew louder, like music to my ears.
She was close to orgasm… which meant I pulled away from her pussy, a nearly devilish grin on my lips as I licked over it to continue tasting her on my tongue.
Perhaps I was also beginning to enjoy having her scent on my beard throughout the mornings I spent with my head between her thighs and during the rest of my day. My dirty little secret. My reminder of why it was worthwhile to hurry through my day's work.
Amelia's protest came immediately as her hand in my hair tried to persuade me to continue licking her. Instead, I pressed a kiss on the inside of her thigh and sat up, savoring the pure horror on her face.
"You can't just…" she began to whine.
"I can. And I will."
So she wouldn't trap me between her legs again, I got up from the couch. Then I bent down, grasped her waist, and hoisted her over my shoulder, just like I had in the woods.
The hand resting on her ass slid a little lower, allowing me to tease her with a few light touches as we moved.
"Has anyone ever told you that your ass looks damn good from this angle?" Amelia asked breathlessly.
"No," I growled. While it wasn't new to me that she watched me, hearing her say it out loud was.
"Well, Gray, your ass is really… to die for. I mean, I can judge. I've seen it bare. Round and perfectly shaped. Firm. And the impressions of my fingernails definitely look good on it. And I'm responsible for that," she replied. I could hear the grin in her voice. "Besides, it's only fair. You leave plenty of marks on my body too."
"Are you worried someone might think I'm still available?" I asked as we climbed the stairs together, enjoying the wonderful view of the forest surrounding the bed-and-breakfast.
"No." It was just a faint murmur. "I would make it crystal clear that you belong to me."
Before she got the chance, I would have already demonstrated to anyone present by pulling her close, holding her chin, and giving her a firm kiss in front of everyone, leaving no room for misinterpretation.
I wasn't jealous—but I wasn't a man who shared or liked watching someone else try to claim what was mine.
Not that I doubted Amelia's ability to defend herself. Unfortunately, I had a very clear idea of how men behaved and what they were willing to do to get what they wanted.
"I believe you," I growled before tossing her on the bed in front of me. "But you could still leave that to me."
Amelia propped herself up a bit, sliding to the head of the bed, leaving her shorts behind. She stretched, arms above her head, which immediately sparked an idea in me.
"Keep your arms up there," I instructed her, heading to the wardrobe to pull open the drawer where she had hidden all her sex toys from me. As if I wasn't aware they existed. As if I would judge her for them or see competition in silicone and a few handy devices that could get her to her destination but hardly provided the full experience.
I heard her inhale sharply behind me, slightly surprised.
"What? Did you think you could still keep that a secret from me? Or—worse—that you needed to hide them from me?"
"My ex—" she started.
"Is an idiot. We both know that. Plus, there's a clear reason why he's your ex," I said.
I found the silk ribbon, but my gaze caught on something else that I would return to later.
First, I tied her hands above her head, then I nestled between her legs and licked her to the brink of orgasm. Then I gave her a few seconds to recover before repeating the process with my fingers, watching her grow increasingly desperate.
A sight fit for the gods as she lay helplessly before me, bearing the marks of the previous night yet still incredibly hungry for more.
"How much longer are you going to torture me?" she demanded.
You could hear how easily I drove her to the edge of madness, only to pull her back each time. Slowly, I straightened up, shrugging lightly. "Who knows? Maybe until I've had enough and want to feel you."
Besides, I had something to make up for. I wasn't about to cut her fun short, especially when we had all night.
