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I pulled back and she looked crestfallen. It almost undid me.

“Lie back. Hands beneath the pillows,” I said, pushing my boxers off.

“Oh,” she whispered as her eyes rested on my cock. “Oooh.”

I waited while she scrambled up the bed and stuffed her hands beneath the pillows. She raised her knees and let them fall open for me. Her breasts rose and fell with each breath. Trusting. Offered. I had never seen anything so dangerous.

The moment I climbed onto the bed she lifted her hips, digging her feet into the mattress. I kept my eyes on hers as I drew her panties past her thighs and feet.

“Open,” I growled.

Her thighs dropped and I buried my face between them. The first taste of her hit me, warm and sweet with a trace of salt, and I licked her entire length. Top to bottom. Again and again. Her cry broke against the ceiling, and her fists clenched in the pillows.

I buried my tongue inside her until she bucked beneath me. I pinned her hips down with my hands and hummed as I licked her hungrily, dragging my tongue upwards until I circled her swollen clit.

I pulled her open with my thumbs and began all over again. This time seeing her, learning her, giving her more. Her thighs trembled against my shoulders. Her cries grew louder. My name on her tongue. Her hands stayed beneath the pillows, obedient, her knuckles straining against the cases.

I pushed two fingers inside her, curling them upwards while I licked her clit. My hot breath fanned over her.

I felt her tremors. Then the tension.

I thrust my fingers in and out, listening to the sounds climb until her pussy clamped down on them. The scream ripped out of her and the gush of her release covered my fingers. I held them inside her until her muscles relaxed. I gently licked her clit and felt her pussy contract once more.

I pressed a kiss to the inside of her thigh and glanced up, but her eyes were closed.

Her chest was still heaving.

I was home.

Chapter 19

Zuri

I lay there like a limp rag, processing the fact that he had made me come so quickly and we had not even reached the main course yet. I glanced down when he moved, but only saw his hair as he began to lick me again. He flattened that tongue over me, and I gasped when his fingers moved.

I reached out, holding the back of his head, and pushed myself onto his face. His hair was soft and springy beneath my palm.

He groaned my name, but it was muffled. I still needed him.

“Let me taste you, Tau,” I whispered.

He didn’t stop.

In fact, he worked harder. His tongue circled and his fingers rubbed a spot inside me that made me fall back onto the pillow, my vision whiting out at the edges.

That’s when I remembered where my hands were supposed to be. I released his head and slipped them beneath the cool sheets and pillows.

He moved swiftly yet carefully, rising over me. I shifted my arms to allow his knees to settle beside my head. His fingers grazed my lips, slick and warm.

“Taste.”

I opened my mouth and he pushed two fingers inside, and I understood. I swallowed them down and licked myself off them, holding his gaze as I tasted the musky sweetness with a touch of salt.

“I could live off your nectar, Zuri,” he said, his voice low and dark. “For the rest of my life.”

He sure chose his words when he used them.

I glanced at his cock. Tall and proud. The tip shone and precum spilled down the fat head. I sucked his fingers harder until my teeth grazed them.