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“Bo …”

“Yeah, Win?”

“Don’t stop.”

He let the rest of his fingers glide along her, and she moaned again. Her back arched, and his attention caught on her tightly beaded nipples and shallow breaths.

She’s already on the edge, and I’ve barely touched her.

Liquid heat coated the back of his hand, and he knew he had to taste her.

With a tug, he snapped the lace strap of her delicate panties.

“I’ll buy you a drawer full of new ones,” he said in reply to her sharp, indrawn breath before tossing them aside.

He spread his hands on her inner thighs, making room for himself in front of the most gorgeous, bare pussy he’d ever seen.

Fuck, she’s beautiful everywhere.

Perfect little lips, smooth and soft and shiny with her desire. He couldn’t wait. He lowered his head and began to feast.

CHAPTER 14

His tongue slicked up the seam, but Windsor was still absorbing the heat of his palms on her legs that he had spread wide and the fact that he’d effortlessly torn her panties off her with a single jerk of his wrist.

But she couldn’t think about how hot that had been because his mouth closed over her, and her hips took on a life of their own, jerking upward and pressing herself into his mouth.

His hands shifted under her butt, and he lifted her even higher, like she was the cup from which he planned to drink all night.

His tongue slid between her lower lips, splitting them and circling her clit as it came higher.

Her first cry left her throat, and she absently hoped Marta had left the building because there was no way she was going to be able to keep quiet.

He sucked and licked and made a meal of her, like a man reveling in every single moment.

She screamed when he latched on to her clit at the same time as he slid a thick, long finger into her entrance.

“Oh my God!” Her orgasm caught her off guard, and there was no holding back.

He sucked as she came, and she didn’t know what to do except bury her fingers in his hair and yank him tighter against her.

It was … annihilation … in the most sensual and pleasurable way possible.

Windsor finally went limp against the bed. Bo lifted his head, wiped the back of his hand across his lips, and stared at her like a man possessed.

His attention was locked on her face, and the flutter within her turned into a full-blown tremor of need.

“Please.”

He gripped her hips and tugged her toward him, then dropped his face to press a kiss between her breasts before his hands cupped them. He sampled first one nipple and then the other as her hips bucked against him, seeking the heat and hardness between his legs.

He finally made his way to her mouth, and she went wild.

Windsor’s hands gripped his head as he kissed her with the taste of her sweet pussy on his lips.

He was addicted. He wanted to keep his face buried between her legs for the rest of his life, but her breathless please had nearly undone him.

She lifted her hips into his, and he shifted to slide his cock against her. He knew when it glided over her clit because she froze, then kissed him even harder.