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Rhys trailed hot kisses on her sternum and captured one of her nipples with his lips. He bathed it with his tongue, suckling it deep inside his mouth. His hand slipped over and molded itself to her other breast. He massaged it and continued to shower the other with attention.
“Rhys,” Jordan moaned.
He loved the way his name spilled from her lips. Those small fingers of hers were working their way through his hair. He released the first nipple and trailed his tongue across her sternum until he could capture the other one. Her skin was supple and soft. He teased her little beaded nipple with his tongue. He held the mound firm in his grasp as he nipped and suckled it.
Her gasps and moans fueled his desire for her. He lifted his head and captured her lips with his. This kiss was deeper and more intense then the first one. He was losing himself in this woman and he didn’t care. She could have every part of his body,heart and soul. He rose and positioned himself in the valley of her thighs. He propped his upper body up with his forearms.
Jordan nipped his bottom lip with her teeth. He gazed down into her passion-laced brown orbs. His heart raced with the thought this woman was his. How could he have ever been so lucky to have her give him a second glance?
He would show her every chance he got how much he appreciated everything about her. Even her stubbornness.
He restarted his journey, leaving hot kisses on her body. He stopped at her stomach and swirled his tongue around her navel. She giggled slightly. His woman was a little ticklish in certain places, and for some strange reason her stomach was one of them. He continued on. Now was not the time to play games.
He needed her taste on his tongue. He arrived at the area above her pussy and kissed it. The scent of her reached him. A growl rumbled from him. He spread her legs open so he could settle on the bed where he was eye level with her core. His hard member pressed against the mattress, but he ignored it. He slid a finger through her slick folds, and it came away with the evidence of her desire.
“Fuck,” Rhys muttered. Her cream coated the tip of his finger. He brought it to his mouth and licked it clean. The sweet but tanginess of Jordan exploded on his tongue.
He needed more.
Rhys dropped his head down and trailed his tongue over her swollen clit and down to her center. His hands rested on her inner thighs while he feasted. A grunt escaped him as he took his time lapping at all of the sweet creaminess that escaped her. His tongue skated back up to her clit where he captured it with his lips.
“Rhys,” Jordan gasped.
Her fingers entwined themselves in his hair, holding him tight. He ignored the slight sting of pain from her hold. He wason a mission and one that he would complete. He played and toyed with Jordan. Her breaths were growing rapid. He spread her labia wide so he could focus on her bundle of nerves. The aroma of her grew thicker.
Her cries filled the air. It was just the two of them in the house. He wanted—no, needed—to hear what she was experiencing. Every gasp, sigh, and cry had his cock growing unbearably hard.
Rhys wanted to watch Jordan fall apart. He pushed one finger inside her hot core. It was immediately coated in her juices. He withdrew it then thrust it back in. Her hips arched to meet his hand.
“More,” Jordan moaned.
He added another one, stretching out her tight channel. Her pussy gripped his fingers; he pumped them in and out of her. He had yet to let up on her clit. His tongue flicked the swollen flesh.
Jordan’s body writhed on the bed. Her hips arched and moved with the pace his hand set. Her breasts swayed with each motion. Her eyes were shut tight as she basked in pleasure he bestowed upon her.
Pride filled Rhys that it was he who had Jordan moaning and gasping his name. But this was still not enough for him. He reached up with his free hand and toyed with her breast. He captured the mound in his hand and massaged it. He focused on her nipple, tugging it, pinching it, and rubbing it with his palm.
“Ahh…” Jordan gyrated her pelvis against his hand and mouth.
Her grip on his hair was relentless, and she took her pleasure. Rhys didn’t care if she plucked every strand from his head just so she reached her climax.
He wanted to consume every ounce of juice and cream that poured from her. He grunted and continued to feast upon Jordan’s center. His hand was completely coated from her. Itwas on his chin and face, and he couldn’t care less. He took pride in what he did. Tremors snuck through Jordan’s body.
She was close.
Fuck, so was he, and he had yet to enter her.
He could feel it and hear it in the way her breaths were coming. She chanted his name, her muscles growing taut. It was music to his ears. He fucked her harder with his fingers then twisted them around inside her.
Jordan’s thighs clenched down on him, a scream erupting from her. Her fingers released his hair. She gripped the bedding underneath them and rode out the wave of her orgasm. It was such a sight to behold. He couldn’t take his eyes off her. She tried to move away from him, but he clamped his hand down on her thigh to hold her in place.
“Where are you going?” he growled, lifting his head.
She shook hers, her chest rising and falling swiftly.
“Rhys. I need you,” she breathed.
“You got me.”
