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I break free to catch my breath, and his lips are on my neck. He kisses and licks his way down to my collarbone.
Kiss. Lick. Suck. Kiss. Lick. Suck.
“God, Ryan,” I moan out, unable to hold it in.
“I need you,” he murmurs, his voice heavy with lust and the last few shreds of my self-control shatter.
My fingers move into his hair, pulling him into me, claiming his mouth once again. Every inch of my body is burning hot.
He groans and pushes a finger into me, his weight keeping me right where he wants me.
“Juliet.” My name drips off his lips like sweet, salty nectar, and I lap it up.
My hands explore under his shirt, clawing at the stiff muscles along his back. His kiss deepens, and he sucks my bottom lip into his mouth, biting down.
The shock of pleasure mixed with pain shoots through me, and I squirm in his grasp.
It was like we wanted to rip each other apart.
Ryan lowers me to the ground and drops to his knees in front of me. My dress is still pushed up to my waist, his fingers tracing the inside of my thighs all the way down.
“I need to feel you,” he says, nuzzling my soft skin.
His hands roam my lower half, starting where my sandals tie around my calves. He lifts one of my legs up and drapes it over his shoulder, opening me up for him.
I suck in a breath as his lips suddenly press into me through my wet panties.
“Remember, my Juliet; you can tell me to stop at any moment.”
This time, I know I won’t.
“Ryan…”
His thumbs hook around my panties and he slides them down slowly.
I arch my back and let my head fall back against the door as the cold air hits my wet core, my heartbeat drumming in my ears.
“That’s my good girl,” he praises as he licks my slit. “So fucking wet for me.”
My thighs tighten around his face, and I claw at the wood behind me.
“Please…” I whimper, but he doesn’t stop. “Ryan, please—“
He looks up at me through long lashes, and I lose my breath.
“What do you want, Juliet?” He asks, in between sweet kisses to the bundle of nerves between my legs.
I try to find the strength to speak, but the pleasure building thanks to his assault on my body makes it almost impossible.
His thumb rubs tiny circles on my clit as he licks and sucks, drinking down every single drop of me.
“Jesus Ryan, please—I can’t.”
He stops and looks up at me again, licking his lips.
“I need you to say it.”
I should stop. Let him make me come again with his mouth like he has dozens of times before. I should take it and walk away with my dignity, but I can’t.
