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“Onion, mushroom, spinach, sausage, anything really.” He nodded and tapped at the screen, then placed it on the coffee table.
We chose a movie to pretend to watch—a rom-com, of course, something light and easily ignorable. But the pizza didn’t come until it was halfway through, and we ate slowly. With all the excitement over what was to come, I found it hard to eat anything at all, not wanting to inadvertently overstuff myself.
Toward the end of the movie, he nudged me to sit on the floor between his legs so he could rub my shoulders and play with my hair. My body was already coursing with desire since the shop when he invited me over. The sensations of his fingers kneading my soreshoulders and combing over my scalp pushed me into a subspace all its own. Needy and aching, I panted for more.
Then his hand snaked around to the front of my neck and squeezed gently. He sat forward and kissed the shell of my ear. My breath faltered, and he whispered, “Come up here, monstre.”
Burning for him quietly, I rose up, and he guided me to straddle his lap. The hard length in his jeans rubbed against my own wet heat. I leaned down to meet his lips in a scorching kiss, strumming my desire and melted under the long strokes of his fingertips up my back, going delirious over the circles around my nipples.
He squeezed my ass cheeks in his hands as he rolled his hips, crushing me hard against him. Every nerve ending flared with longing as he trailed desperate kisses down my neck. Peeling my top up over my head, he threw it over my shoulder.
We dry-humped each other hard, like animals, grunting and clawing at each other with so much need. I pushed his T-shirt up, revealing his hard, tanned abs. A treat for anyone to explore, but especially my poor, neglected hands. He snagged hold of his shirt from behind his head and pulled it off, returning to my bra, unclasping and throwing it away like a hot metal key on a summer day.
“Fuck, Tess, I’ve never wanted anyone so incessantly,” he panted against my mouth between kisses. “Why is that?”
My lip popped out from between his teeth when I smiled at the compliment. “Just lucky, I guess.”
He growled, his fingers grasping my hips so hard I thought I’d bruise. “And why am I not inside you yet?” The rough way he moved me, like a violent wave battering a ship against the rocks, created a deep, trembling need inside me. I gazed at him and bit my lip innocently.
“I think you might be lazy.”
He snorted and, with his hands gripping me around the waist, stood. As soon as I was steady, he unbuttoned my jeans and tore them from my body with startling effortlessness. The air hitting my skin felt refreshing, but I wanted his hands and tongue all over instead.
His fingers curled around the waistband of my panties. “Are these sentimental?”
I shook my head, and he yanked them off, the fabric bunching up against my hip painfully just before they ripped. He rubbed soothing circles over the red, sensitive skin, then fell to his knees and licked the area, adding another layer of comforting warmth. As his tongue edged closer and closer to the apex of my thighs, I threw my head back, waiting for that moment of ecstatic gratitude when he and my clit would begin their dance of magic.
“Fuck yes,” I cried when he greeted her. He urged my leg over his shoulder and then the other. I grasped my fingers into his hair, the excitement and elation of his expert tongue swirling around my clit, sending me into a frenzy. He stood up and shuffled around for a few moments, but I paid little attention to anything except his lips and tongue against my lust-drizzled donut.
The pressure built in my core, tighter and tighter. As he growled and slurped, I knew it wouldn’t be long before I exploded. But the moment before I knew it would happen, he pulled away, leaving me on the couch I hadn’t noticed being put down on.
“No, Mav. Don’t stop. Please… I…”
He smiled, his face glistening with my arousal. “You’re so addictive,” he rumbled low in his chest.
I grasped his head and tried to push him back in place so he would finish the job, but he held steady, eyes twinkling with amusement. “You’ll get what you deserve. I promise.” He lowered his head andlicked a line against my clit so lightly that I let out a soft whine, the tone of a prayer. “Delicious,” he rasped.
I was still, but a desperate storm of need raged inside. “Please…”
“Please, what?”
Panting so I wouldn’t scream, I begged him. “Please let me come. I need it.”
He hummed, almost close enough to my clit to feel it. But not quite. “I know, babe. It’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”
My hands clenched into fists. I wasn’t angry, just beyond desperate. If he licked me, I’d burst like a supernova. “Don’t,” I begged.
“Don’t what, Tess?”
“Don’t toy with me,” I breathed out.
He growled and rose to his feet, bent at the waist, hovering over me. “But, monstre, you love to be my good little fuck toy, don’t you?”
I nodded, closing my eyes and letting my head fall back. “Yes.” This game we were playing was edging me in and of itself, and he knew it, that bastard.
“So you love it when I tease you.”
I squeaked with frustrated desire. “No. Yes. Please Maverick. Please, I have to…”
