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When the shudders subside the slightest bit, I use the opportunity of her momentary blissful distraction to free my arms. I grip her hips, pulling her to my mouth even tighter.
“Dylan,” she gasps.
“Mine,” I growl against her, flicking my tongue over her clit again. She’s barely come down and she can go again. I’ve done it to her before—one good orgasm turning into a second earth-shattering one if I work her back up quickly enough.
Her moan turns into a grunt as her hips buck, not pushing me away but chasing my tongue for more. I pull away for a split second to keep myself from coming.
I’m about to. From licking her, having her on my face, and her infrequent, glancing touches, I’m about to come. And she knows it. This is the power she has over me.
She wraps her finger and thumb around me again, squeezing tightly, and I hiss.
My toes are curled, digging into the leather, my abs are clenched, and my balls are pulled up tight to my body in preparation for the one thing I’m not ready to do. I need more of her.
I need her to come. Now. Because I can’t hold back. I can’t.
I suck her clit into my mouth and push two fingers inside her, thankful to have my hands free now. I hit the spot that I know triggers her nearly instantly, and I don’t let up. She squirms, overwhelmed with the onslaught, and I keep torturing her with pleasure.
Her breath catches, her body goes tight, and then she detonates. Her hips drop another inch as her knees give way, her pussy presses to my mouth, and her cries echo through the room. Through it all, I somehow manage not to come yet.
But she doesn’t say anything. She doesn’t beg me to fuck her like I need her to do, so I keep going untilshe breathlessly pulls herself away. “Stop, stop, stop…” she gasps out between heavy pants.
I help her sit up and then stand on trembling legs. “Now what?” I demand, needing my next instruction like I need air. It had better fucking be to slam my cock into her pussy or her mouth, or I might die.
“Fuck me, Dylan. Please… fuck me.”
As she says it, she throws her leg back over me, mounting me this time with her pussy centered over my cock. She slides down my length, impaling herself on me and gasping as I stretch her.
“Fuck,” I groan at the feeling of her hot, velvety walls gripping me so tightly.
I hold her hips and buck up into her for a few strokes while she gets her bearings, but then she pushes on my chest. “Let me ride you. I’m in charge, remember?”
She’s going to kill me. Can you die from unreleased pleasure? I’m about to find out because she lifts and lowers herself onto my cock slowly, grinding at my base before starting her next stroke.
Her tits bounce in front of me, and her ass claps down onto my thighs loudly with every stroke.
My body is on fire for this woman, especially when she pins me with sex-crazed eyes and demands, “Whose are you?”
“Yours,” I answer, forcing the word through gritted teeth. “I’m yours, Darling.”
“Say my name.” Her head falls back, her hair falling down her back in a sheet, and her nails dig into my chest, likely leaving half-moon shapes on my skin, and I arch into it, welcoming her mark.
I reach up, gripping the back of her head and forcing her gaze back to me. Looking deep into her eyes, I answer, “Raven, I’m yours. And you are mine.” I add on the part I need her to know, to feel down to her soul. Her lashes flutter as her eyestry to roll back in her head. She’s close again, so fucking close to coming on my cock this time.
Unbidden, I say, “I love you.”
Her movements go jerky as she loses the rhythm. Her eyes pop open, pinning me for a split second as she realizes what I’ve said, and then she falls off the edge into bliss.
Her body quakes over me as she collapses down to kiss me desperately. Amid the kisses, she gasps, “I love you too.”
At her words, my cock gives one last twitch before I explode, my orgasm rocking through me.
My vision blacks out for a moment, and the only sound I hear is Raven crying out her own release, but as the orgasms fade away, we return, panting and spent. Raven collapses onto me, boneless, and I wrap my arms around her, smoothing her hair back from her face as we rearrange ourselves to lie together on the couch.
She nuzzles into my chest, placing a tender kiss there. She’s quiet for a moment, and I can nearly hear her thoughts running through her mind.
Wanting to reassure her that I absolutely meant every word of what I said in the heat of the moment, I say, “You should move in.”
She raises up, her eyes wide as she stares at me like I suggested moving to Mars, not my penthouse. I smile back, encouraging her to say yes, and she tilts her head. “Well, you do have a bedroom the size of my entire apartment, a bathtub I could swim in, and that coffee maker… ugh, to die for.” With that, she lies back down, snuggling into me like she’s weighing her options.
