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“Hold on.”
She groans as my fingers slip down to her wetness. I grin. No panties. I circle her clit slowly, gradually gaining speed until her hands slip down the bag. Reluctantly, I remove my hand, but when I get wind of her scent, I can’t help but suck her pleasure from my fingers. I do so noisily so that, even though she can’t see me, she knows exactly what I’m doing.
She slides down the bag until her feet touch the floor. The moment she’s standing, I tackle her to the floor and straddle her hips. She grins playfully at me and I return it. I lean in like I’m going to kiss her, studying her intently as I do. Her nipples push against her sports bra like they’re trying to escape, her pupils dilate and her breathing catches.
My lips graze her neck, I suck on her earlobe and whisper, “Fight me.”
She huffs in frustration and tries to buck me off but I press my weight into her, knowing the soft mat beneath her will prevent her being hurt. She relaxes her limbs, melting into the floor.
“Aljaž, please,” she whispers breathlessly. “Kiss me.”
“Princesa,” I reply in a teasing tone. My chest feels lighter, my stress gone. I love this woman so damn much. “No.”
I pull away again as she groans. I love every little sound she makes. My vocabulary is too limited to describe them all, but I’m willing to work my ass off to make her a one-woman orchestral symphony.
I pull her top over her head and her pants down her legs until she’s bare before me. She squirms as I stare at her. I want to devour her but I’m going to need her to stay still.
“Stay.” I jump up and race over to the rack of weights, selecting one I know she can manage for a long time. I take it back and give it to her. “Hold.”
She takes the weight from me and holds it in her hands.
“No. Up.”
She stretches her arms up in the air, the weight between her hands. She grins at me but she won’t be smiling for long.
I kneel back down between her legs and push her thighs as wide as they’ll go. Then I lower my head between her legs and flutter my tongue over her clit, barely making contact.
“Aljaž,” she groans. I grin against her skin and kiss the sensitive skin of her silky soft thighs. “Please, don’t even think of doing that freaky little finger shit—”
I chuckle, a low rumbling sound that vibrates on my lips and transfers to her flesh, cutting off her speech.
Ignoring her demand, I do the freaky little finger shit anyway. The trick is to never give them what they think they want, and to instead show them that what they need is what you’re giving.
Raven thinks she wants to be stretched and fucked hard and fast, so she’s going to get shallow and slow. Like I have all the time in the world. Because suddenly, I feel like I do.
Just as my head descends between her thighs again, a loud, obnoxious sound splits the air.
“Hudica!”
“What the hell is that?”
“Alarm.”
“The smoke alarm?” She sits up in a panic.
“Yes. Relax. Stay.”
“Ace, I can’t relax and stay if the house is on fire!”
“Smoke alarm. No fire.”
“You don’t know that.”
“Yes. Two alarms. Smoke not fire.”
“But what the hell is it?”
“Cookies.”
