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I rubbed her through her underwear, each movement calculated to drive her wild. She gasped, her body twitching with every stroke. "Oh God, Austin," she moaned, her voice filled with a desperation that matched my own.
I felt intoxicated by her reactions, each sound she made, each shiver that ran through her body only making me want her more. I wanted to feel her, taste her, lose myself in her completely.
My mouth left her breasts, trailing kisses down her stomach, heading towards where my hand was still busy driving her mad. She squirmed beneath me, her hands clutching at the sheets.
"Austin," she whimpered, her voice filled with desire. "I need you."
I looked up at her, our eyes locking. The intensity of her gaze, the raw desire I saw there, had me groaning. "You have no idea what you do to me."
I pulled her underwear aside, giving me unrestricted access to her. She gasped, her eyes wide with anticipation. I leaned down, my tongue teasing her, tasting her. Her skin was intoxicating, a mix of sweet and spicy that had me groaning.
Her hands were in my hair, pulling me closer, urging me on. "Oh God," she moaned, her hips bucking against my face. "Don't stop."
I had no intention of that. I wanted to make her scream my name, wanted to mark her as mine in every way possible. I delved deeper, my fingers joining my mouth, driving her closer and closer to the edge.
She was a writhing mess beneath me, her moans and whimpers filling the room. Every sound she made, every shudder that ran through her body, only added to my own pleasure.
Suddenly, she tensed, her body going rigid. "Austin!" she screamed, her voice filled with ecstasy. I felt her shatter beneath me, her body convulsing with pleasure.
I looked up at her, my face glistening with her juices. She glanced down, her eyes filled with love and gratitude. "Austin," she whispered, her voice shaky. "That was... amazing."
I smirked, moving up her body to capture her lips with mine. She could taste herself on me, a fact that only added to the intensity of our kiss. We lost ourselves in each other, every touch, every caress filled with raw, primal desire.
21
PAISLEY
My heart thudded in my ears, threatening to break out of my chest with the force of its beating. My body was aflame, every nerve ending alive and buzzing with electricity. I couldn’t help but think about how no one, absolutely no one, had ever touched me like Austin did. The places he took me with just a touch, a glance, a whisper – it was unreal.
That sense of raw pleasure still tingled across my skin, echoing deep in my core. He looked smug, that cheeky grin playing on his lips, his eyes glinting with mischief and something darker, hungrier. The arrogance of it all. "Feeling proud, are we?" I teased, my voice husky, still breathless from our earlier escapade.
Austin chuckled, his voice a low rumble. "Maybe a little. The way you screamed my name? You have no idea what that does to me."
The intensity in his eyes, the sheer rawness of his want, was enough to pull me right back into the depths of desire. Before I even realized it, I had pounced on him, feeling the heat of his bare chest pressed against my soaked center. The sensation made us both gasp. His hands flew to my waist, but I didn’t let him control this moment. No, this time I was taking the reins.
I slowly slid down his body, every movement calculated to tease and tantalize. I felt every hitch in his breath, every twitch of his muscles. The roughness of his stubble brushed against my sensitive skin, and his groans grew deeper, filled with need.
Stopping just above the waistband of his pants, I met his gaze, the intensity in his eyes almost enough to make me lose my nerve. Almost. "Turnabout is fair play, isn't it?" I whispered seductively, my fingers deftly unbuttoning his pants.
Austin's voice was strained, the cockiness from earlier replaced with anticipation. "God, Paisley, if you keep this up..."
My fingers paused, and I grinned wickedly up at him. "What, Austin? What will you do?" The challenge in my eyes was unmistakable.
He growled, a sound that was more animal than man. "You're playing with fire, babe."
"Who says I'm afraid of getting burned?" I shot back, resuming my torturous path downwards.
His body was a roadmap of scars and sinew, every muscle honed to perfection. But as I ventured further, I couldn't help but be humbled by the vulnerability he was showing me. This was trust, raw and unfiltered.
As my lips danced across his abdomen, his hands found their way to my hair, tangling in the locks. But he didn’t guide or pressure. Instead, he let out ragged breaths, swearing under his breath as I continued my exploration. Each sound he made was a note of music, guiding my every move.
By the time I reached my destination, Austin was a mess, his breaths coming in short gasps. His fingers tightened in my hair, a silent plea for more.
And I wasn't done teasing him yet. I looked up, locking eyes with him as I took him in my hand, giving a slow, deliberate stroke. "Paisley," he groaned, his head falling back against the pillow, the tendons in his neck standing out in sharp relief.
I continued my torment, watching with satisfaction as he lost himself in the sensations. But as much as I enjoyed having the upper hand, my own desire was a fire burning brightly within me. I couldn't wait any longer.
Rising up, I straddled him, our eyes locking once again. "I want you, Austin," I whispered, my voice filled with need. "All of you."
