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“Yes.”
“But I’ve got shin pads on.”
His voice was as gentle but uncompromising as ever. “Leave those, too. I’ve always imagined you wearing them when I make you come.”
His tone was so matter-of-fact and his face so impassive that I couldn’t help but laugh.
He quirked a dark brow. A faint smile played on his full lips. “Are you judging me, Miss Marshall?”
“No, Dr. Forster.” I put a hand over my heart and flashed a sardonic smile. “This is a safe space.”
His dark eyes locked with mine before his gaze dropped and froze between my thighs. I lay spread and exposed for him. Instinctively, I moved my hands to cover myself.
“Don’t do that.” Gently, he took my hands away and put them by my sides. His voice was a reverent whisper. “You’re perfect. I knew you would be.”
The back of my neck heated to be so exposed, but a thrill ran through me. Reece had made no secret of the fact he wanted me. It made me feel confident in a way I never did with Sean.
He smoothed a hand up the back of my leg. “We’re going to experiment. You’re going to tell me what feels good. There is no right or wrong answer.”
His head bowed and he planted teasing kisses on my inner thighs. I cried out at the first firm lap of his tongue against my wet heat.
“Oh God, Reece.” My voice came out a desperate whimper.
“Good?”
“Mm-hmm.”
His tongue flicked against my clit. A jolt of electricity went through me. My thighs clenched. I cried out as he buried his face and his glasses bumped against me. My toes curled, and I clamped my hand over my mouth to stifle another cry. Someone could be walking past in the corridor outside, but Reece seemed so completely lost to his work, he didn’t care.
His tongue swirled, licking, probing, tasting in ever more determined strokes. My knees buckled and my thighs trembled. I wanted to be quiet, but my surrendering groans couldn’t help but broadcast my need for him. His eyes locked with mine while he worked, adjusting his pressure and rhythm according to my moans. With his hands on my hips, he dragged me to the end of the couch, spreading me wider and hooking one of my thighs over his shoulder. Divine pleasure radiated from his determined probing. My fingers buried into his soft hair as he lapped. Then his mouth covered my clit and he sucked. A shockwave of pleasure rippled up my spine. Everything tightened with need. My breath came in tight gasps.
“Like that?” he murmured against me.
Somehow I found words to speak. “Like that.”
I rocked senselessly against him. Anxiety made my chest tight. What if he was getting bored down there? What if I couldn’t get there? What if Sean was right about me and there was something wrong with me?
As though he could read my mind, Reece’s eyes locked with mine again from between my thighs. “Don’t get in your head. Just breathe. Just this breath.”
My body tensed; still, it didn’t feel like I could let go enough to get there. Frustration made my shoulders bunch. “I don’t think I can do this.”
“Take the pressure off.” His murmured words against my sex made me arch against him. “Let me give you pleasure. It doesn’t have to end in anything. I can do this all day. There’s nowhere else I’d rather be.”
His soothing voice crackled over my skin like icy flames. Butterflies erupted in wild swirls in my stomach. Closing my eyes, I sucked in a slow breath. My body tightened like a fine silken thread pulled too taut. I fought to draw deep breaths and let my muscles soften. Heat raced from his touch. He moved his long, elegant finger up through my slick folds, parting me. “So pretty and perfect.” His fingertip teased my entrance. “So delicious. So wet and warm.”
He slipped his finger a little further inside me and held still. I couldn’t contain my moan.
“Good girl. You’re so good at telling me what you need.”
He filled me with his finger, curling upward, hitting a spot that sent shudders through me. Heat flashed all over my body. Sweat dripped down my neck. I squirmed and writhed my backside, tightening around him.
His eyes locked with mine. “More?”
“Yes.”
He slipped a second finger into my slick heat, moving in delicious strokes while his thumb still traced circles on my clit. I ground against him, pressing closer. He watched me with an expression of awe. “That’s right. Just let it come. Don’t chase it.”
My hands clenched into fists. A desperate need for release gripped me, as torturous as it was divine.
