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“I’m not that naive eighteen-year-old anymore,” she whispers as if I need permission to do all the filthy things I want to her. “I know what I want.”

“That so?”

I let out a dark growl and sweep my hand to the jumping pulse at her neck.

“Yes,” she says, panting. “That’s so.”

Because I’m a depraved bastard who craves her like she’s my next meal, because that’s exactly what she’s going to be, I let out a dark chuckle.

“Okay, darlin’, here’s what I want. I want you to get on my bed, right on top of that quilt. I want you to spread your pretty pale thighs and slide your soaked panties down. I want you to kick them off onto the floor and open yourself to me. Present yourself like a goddamn buffet. I want to stare at your cunt.”

I watch her face all the while I’m speaking. The flush that’s creeping up her neck has my cock weeping. “You gonna do that? I want to take in all of you under these lights. Want to memorize every single sweet detail of you. And when I put my face there, between your legs, I want to inhale you. I want to smell exactly how much you want me. Then, after I’ve done all of that, I’m gonna taste you. I’m gonna eat your virgin cunt until you’re coming all over my face, over my mouth.”

Leah’s eyes change, going huge and liquid with what could only be lust. She hesitates for just a second before she breaks away from me and walks delicately over to the bed, her gorgeous hips and ass swaying under that cotton dress.

I can barely restrain myself as she lays herself out, her golden hair all over my pillow. Her eyes meet mine, and she holds my fiery gaze as she slowly pulls the skirt of her dress up, exposing her flat, smooth belly. My body reacts with carnal hunger.

She pulls the panties down her legs slowly. Just that motion is somehow the sexiest damn strip show that I have ever witnessed. She tries to look away when her panties hit the floor, but I let out a low growl, and her gaze flies back to my face.

“I want you to watch me,” I command. “Watch me when you spread your legs. Watch what it looks like to open yourself up to a man for the first time. Watch me worship you because you’re mine now, and I’m the only man who will ever be between those thighs again.”

She lets out a little whimper. I feel weak, so fucking weak, as I force myself to take my time walking over to the bed. When I hit the mattress, it is a good thing that the bastard is there to hold me up. She brings me to my knees in a way no one has ever done before.

Damn. I’m a goner.

Her hands find my hair, tangling in the dark strands, her nails digging in sharply to my scalp, sending electric shocks through my already aching muscles. I don’t think my cock has ever been so hard. I’m barely hanging on. Just one glimpse of her perfection, and I am fucking done.

“When you make me come, you’ll be the first man who ever has. I saved it for you. All of me. All of this. I’vebeen waiting for so long. I’ve dreamed about you. I want this. When I come, it’s going to be your name on my lips. Only yours. Forever.”

Her breathy words break the last thread of restraint I have left. I snap, pinning her down with one hand splayed over her hips, spreading her with the other, opening her glistening cunt to me.

“When I take you there, to the edge and it’s so fucking good that it hurts, when I make you come over and over again and when I split you in half with my big cock, know this. I would have stopped. I would have let you go. I would have spared you all of it, but it’s too late for that. You’re mine now.”

And because she was fucking right when she says she was made for me, she whimpers out my name and tugs my face the rest of the way to her.

Chapter Twelve

Leah

I’ve dreamed of this moment for a long time. Literally. I’ve dreamed of Steel’s hot mouth on me, devouring me, turning me into an inferno of flames and aching, shattering passion, but nothing could prepare me for the reality of being here with him.

My nails dig deeper into his scalp when he splits me. I watch him do it, keeping my eyes open the whole time. I watch him spread my swollen lips, revealing my glistening core, drenched with my need for him. I even manage to keep my eyes open when I drag his face there, but the second his mouth hits my heated flesh, so much warmer than me, I’m done.

I throw back my head against the pillow and let my legs fall open as wide as I can. I thought his fingers were heaven when he touched me there before, but I had no idea. I had no fucking clue that it could feel this good.

His mouth feels as if it’s a thousand degrees and I’m melting under him, melting away to nothing at all as he claims me. His tongue caresses my folds, lapping away the moisture there. He devours me, skimming over my straining clit, sending wicked shards of sensation shooting through my blood. He takes his time, lazily sweeping over my clit, and it’s like someone opened up all my veins and stitched glass into them because the sensation is so sharp that it hurts. It hurts, but the pain is delicious, and I want more. Always more.

I’ve made myself come with my fingers before, but this… this is nothing compared to that. I know from the tightening in my stomach and the clenching of my thighs thatI’m close, but it’s sharper and harder than anything I’ve ever known.

“Fuck! You taste so damn sweet,” Steel mumbles against my thigh. “Like honey and fucking sunlight.”

He moves away from my aching core, and I want to scream at him to come back. I dig my nails into his scalp, trying to pull him back, but he just chuckles and drops his mouth to my inner thigh. He kisses me there, suckling my tender flesh hard enough to bruise me and a thrill shoots up my spine. Goosebumps break out over my body until I’m freezing and burning up all at once, clashing like oil on water. He licks me tenderly right before he bites me hard, sinking his teeth into my skin.

I let out a sharp cry that I am glad no one is around to hear.

He responds by hovering his mouth over my straining sex, but instead of kissing me there like I want him to, he blows on me. His warm breath rolls over me, and my fingers curl in the strands of his hair again. How can something so simple be so devastating?

He bends his head and gives me a lazy pass of his tongue, pressing hard, licking me from the top of my slit right down to the back, nearly to my asshole.