The muscle in his jaw ticked. “Take off your fucking underwear.”
Clover bristled. “Don’t speak to me that way.” She yelped when he flipped them over and hovered above her.
“When you’re straddling my cock with your tits out, asking me if I’ve fucked someone else, I’ll talk to you like the brat you are.” Two fingers hooked into her underwear and ripped them off.
“Stop tearing my clothes,” she griped and shoved against his chest.
“Open your mouth, little viper,” Amos commanded, and held two fingers near her mouth. When she pressed her lips together, he maneuvered himself to straddle her, pinning her arms between his thighs and her side. He pried open her mouth and stuck three fingers inside. “Clean them so I can stick them in your wet cunt.” Clover instinctively pushed her thighs together for friction, and he smiled. “Suck.”
She obeyed, moving her tongue around and between each finger. His hands were large, and much to her embarrassment, she gagged a few times.
He removed his fingers and stuck them in his mouth one by one. “Godsdamn you taste good.” A shiver raced down her spine, pebbling her nipples.
Amos started to move, but stopped. “If I let your arms go, are you going to be good?” She lifted her brow, and he huffed out a laugh. “Stupid question. I like when you fight me as much as you do, but I’ve never done this, and…” His voice trailed off, and his cheeks reddened.
“And what?” she prompted, not knowing where he was going with this.
“And I need you to let me fuck you with my fingers and tongue without getting distracted, otherwise I might not do it right, and you won’t come.” His entire face and neck blazed. “Rainer said I won’t last long our first few times, and to make you come before we start.”
Clover could only stare, her heart cracking and reforming into something bigger to accommodate the feelings he elicited in her. “Okay,” she whispered. “I don’t know what I’m doing either, and we’ll have to tell each other what we like.”
Amos braced himself on the ground with one arm and hovered above her. Lowering himself slowly, he captured hermouth in a bruising kiss, swiping his tongue across her lips until she let him in. She hoped she was doing it right.Hewas certainly doing it right.
Her now-free hands went to his hair and threaded through the soft strands, tugging him closer. He moaned and abandoned her lips to trail kisses down her neck. She’d known his kisses would be good, but she hadn’t known they’d feel like this.
Lower he went, crawling down her body as he licked his way to her exposed breasts. Dirt stuck to her skin, but he didn’t seem to care. When his warm breath hit one of her sensitive nipples, she sucked in a sharp breath and pushed her hips up. Clover felt him smile at her desperation.
“You like that?” He lifted his head to look at her.
She nodded quickly. “Yes. Very much.”
He moved his attention to her other breast, keeping his eyes up to gauge her reaction.
Clover’s lower body squirmed, needing him where she throbbed the most. “Lower,” she pleaded.
Pushing up to his knees, he grabbed where the dress’ tear stopped and ripped it the rest of the way down to expose her fully. He moved a knee between her thighs and nudged one. “Open for me,” he commanded, sending a shiver down her spine.
Desperate for whatever he intended, she complied, and watched the transformation on his face. If he’d looked hungry before, he was downright ravenous now.
“Fuck,” he hissed and palmed himself over his pants. “I’m not going to last long at all.” Amos dove down and licked the length of her pussy. No book could have prepared her for the sensation of his warm, slick tongue grazing her sensitive skin.
Clover pushed herself up on her elbows to watch him, his eyes already on her. “Keep doing whatever you’re doing,” she encouraged him. He chuckled and licked in lazy strokes, driving her to the brink, but never pushing her over.
Cool air hit her wet skin when he lifted his head and brought the fingers he’d stuck in her mouth to her dripping core. “This might hurt,” he warned.
She cocked a brow. “I’ve been fucking my own fingers for years. I’ll be fine.”
He groaned and dropped his head to lick her once more. “Stop talking like that or I’m going to come in my pants.”
She tried to hide her smirk, but she wasn’t fast enough and yelped when he bit the inside of her thigh. “Brat.” He plunged a finger into her without warning, and she cried out.
Her body trembled as he pumped in and out, forcing her to lie back. “Your fingers are bigger than mine,” she mumbled mindlessly, as he added a second.
Amos hummed his approval. “Wait until you take my cock.”
Clover screamed when he sucked on her clit, the sensation overwhelming her. She didn’t know which felt better; his fingers ghosting against that sensitive spot inside her or his tongue flicking against her clit.
All too soon, she was screaming as her orgasm ripped through her. “Amos.” If his fingers felt this good, she needed his cock in her immediately.
