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“Put your mouth back on me.”
He idly stroked a finger up and down her thigh. “Where, exactly?”
“Between my legs,” she pressed out, sounding endearingly pissed off.
“Ask me nicely.”
He could practically see the struggle she went through. “Please,” she said after a moment, the glare she sent him over her shoulder belying the deference of her tone, “lick me between my legs.”
“Far be it from me to deny a lady’s request.”
He placed a kiss on one of those dimples over her ass and went to work her up again. She sighed in mounting pleasure as he stroked his tongue over her labia, sucking and nipping while thrusting three fingers into her tight heat. She’d reached the precipice once more in less than a minute, and—yet again—he stopped.
This time, her reaction was an outraged whine. “Stop it!”
“That’s what I just did.”
She uttered a frustrated sound. “No, I mean—stop…stopping!”
He chuckled. “But it’s so much fun.”
“Tallak.” She bared her teeth at him. “I swear, if you don’t finish and let me come, I’ll...I’ll hex you again.”
“Eh.” He shrugged, drawing an imaginary smiley face on her backside, with the dimples as the eyes. “Been there, done that. Doesn’t really scare me, darling.”
“I will murder you.”
“Ah.” He clucked his tongue. “But then who would eat your pussy like the juiciest peach?”
“Ugh.” She thumped her forehead on the countertop. “All right, fine, you win!”
“How so?”
She turned her head to look at him over her shoulder again and said in the sweetest voice, “I’m sorry for leaving that hex on you.”
It would have been a decent apology indeed…had her expression not been one of barely concealed amusement—a naughty twinkle in her eye, a sly smile flirting with her lips. And fuck if that visual, of Hazel bent over the island, naked from the waist down, her intimate flesh glistening with her wetness while she cast him a glance of impenitent mischief didn’t set his blood on fire with the urge to claim her.
“Fuck it,” he growled. “That’s good enough.”
But instead of going back to eating her out, he ripped open his pants, freed his achingly hard cock, and grabbed a condom package. His own need now at painful heights, he had neither the patience nor the finesse to use his tongue instead of his dick. If he didn’t bury himself in her in the next second, he’d fucking explode.
Hazel’s soft words stopped him in his tracks. “You don’t need that.”
His eyes flicked up to her face, his brows cocked in question.
“I, um, started taking precautions.” She licked her lips.
Now he raised both brows, the condom package still in his grip.
“There’s a potion witches can drink.” Her look became sheepish. “I brewed it this morning.”
Well, well, well. “You were planning for this.”
“Not exactly,” she rushed to say. “I was just being cautious.”
“Yeah, right.” He shook his head, a smirk stealing onto his face. “I had you even before I ate that damn peach, didn’t I? You were just playing coy.”
“That’s not tr—”
