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“So polite,” he murmurs into my breast with a chuckle.
When I can’t possibly hold on for another second, I arch my back and cry out, coming for him.
“That’s my girl,” he says, pulling his fingers out of my wetness. He sits back on his knees and brings his fingers up to his mouth, sucking them. “God damn, I missed the taste of you”
I shiver at his words and the picture he paints in front of me. My heart rate is still through the roof, and I haven’t quite been able to steady my breathing.
This was now the second time he’s made me come harder than I ever had before and taken nothing in return.
“Your turn.”
I didn’t have to see his face to know the smile was there. I could feel it against my skin.
I roll over and crawl towards him. His impressive length is already struggling against his tight leather pants.
I slowly unzip them, and he stares at me as I pull them down.
It wasn’t graceful or quick like in the movies. The leather against his sweaty body made it hard to get them off, but once I did, I could see him in all his glory.
I waste no time lowering my head and taking his cock in my mouth. It’s warm, and I take a moment to savor his taste. My tongue dances over the tip, already beaded with cum. Ryan’s hand finds the back of my neck and his fingers tangle in my hair as I begin to move up and down his hard length. I pull back when he reaches the back of my throat, but only for a second before I take a breath, relaxing my muscles and opening wider to take all of him.
He moans, and the sound excites me. Ryan’s hard abdomen flexes underneath me.
When I look up at him, our eyes lock, and I don’t dare allow myself to close them again. His breathing gets more and more ragged as I maintain eye contact.
“That’s it. That's my dirty girl.”
His words only fuel my need to please him.
I want nothing more than to make this sinful God of a man feel like my mouth is the only one that could ever make him feel this good. I’m not normally a possessive person but I feel almost feral with it.
I feel his hips rising and know he’s close. I use my hands to mimic the motion of my lips, creating more slippery friction for his pleasure.
“Fuck, Juliet, don’t stop. Just like that.”
I never knew how much having a vocal partner intensified things. I’ve always enjoyed being a giver in a relationship, but my past boyfriends were typically quiet in the bedroom.
Not Ryan.
He moans and groans and praises with every single movement I make.
Warm salty release suddenly fills my mouth and his body jolts. His hips thrust deeply and I swallow it all down without hesitation.
He pulls me up and into his arms and our lips crash together.
There is something about a man kissing you after you’ve pleasured him that feels so dirty and exhilarating.
His tongue explores my mouth, and I swear it’s like I’m flying. Ryan swallows my moan as he sucks on my lower lip.
This man and the grip he has on me is unlike anything I’ve ever experienced.
“You’re mine now, Juliet. You understand that, right?” His words are resolute against my lips as he slows, the kiss turning from frenzied to something softer, something claiming.
I nod, unable to form coherent words at the moment.
I am his, and he is mine. I don’t care if we have to sneak around. If it means I get to experience this for the next three months, I’ll do it.
Chapter Thirty-Two
