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Leaning in, he kisses my neck, just below my jaw then slowly works his way down, giving what seems like equal attention to every inch of my skin. At the spot where my neck and shoulder meet, he nips at me, and I moan, my body coming off the bed like I’m possessed. His hands skate over the skin of my belly, making me shiver underneath him as he moves lower, licking and kissing a path to my breasts.

He moves down to my jeans and unbuttons them, yanking them halfway down my legs before he has to pull away to get them the rest of the way off. He sucks in a breath when he sees the tiny scrap of red lace that’s still covering me, licking his lips like he can’t wait to taste me there. When he looks back up to my breasts, I know that’s exactly what he’s thinking. Finally, he shoves his jeans the rest of the way off and goes back to kissing his way down my chest.

As I slide my fingers into his hair, he slips a hand between my legs, touching me so gently that I think I’m going to lose my mind. I need more. I lift my hips off the bed, trying to get just that but he pulls back. He grins against the top of my breast when I tug on his hair, demanding more but he doesn’t give it to me. My moans grow louder and louder as he continues tracing a finger over my slit, and I buck my hips, trying to get just a little more friction.

“Look at you writhing and moaning underneath me. You’re so damn sexy, Addy,” he whispers against me, finally reaching my nipple and swirling his tongue around it.

“Oh God, Trey,” I moan, and he hums his approval. He nips at me just before sucking it into his mouth, and I see stars. My body is strung so tight right now that anything could set me off. I cry out as his thumb brushes past my clit before disappearing again. Fed up with his teasing, I push on his shoulder, flipping him to his back, and climb on top of him.

I reach over to the bedside table and pull a condom out of the drawer, tossing it next to him on the bed and sliding down his body until his thick cock is in my face. He props himself up on his elbows and groans when I lick my lips and glance up at him. I can’t stop my smile when he grabs it at the base and points the tip at my mouth.

Wanting to tease him like he did me, I drag my tongue around the tip before pulling back, and he growls again, sending waves of need to my already dripping pussy. His look of frustration only eggs me on more, and I wrap my hand around his shaft, pumping it a few times before teasing him again.

“Open your mouth, Addilyn,” he says, his voice low and demanding, and it sparks to life some deep-seeded desire to please him. My mouth pops open and I take him inside, hollowing my cheeks and sucking.

“Fuck, yes,” he groans, falling back to the bed. When I massage his length with my tongue and suck again, he lets out a strangled groan through gritted teeth and slides his fingers into my hair. And his desperate, demanding touch sets me off. I need more. I need to feel him fill and stretch me. I need to feel him moving inside me. Standing, I grab the condom and tear open the packaging before expertly sliding it over his cock. His eyes bore into me as I climb on the bed and position myself over him, his gaze focused like a lion watching his next meal, and it makes my core clench with need. He grips my hips again as I line him up with my entrance and sink down slowly, moaning as he stretches me open.

“Oh my God,” I whisper, and Trey groans as he guides me back up and down again.

“Never felt anything this good, Ad. I think I’m already addicted to sliding inside your sweet pussy.”

I’ve never been one for dirty talk, usually laughing at inappropriate times but hearing Trey talk to me like that makes me frantic. I want to feel his hands all over my body while he whispers every single fantasy he has about me in my ear. I want to feel his breath brush past my ear as he details every dirty thing he wants to do me.

“So good,” I moan, rising up and sinking back down on his cock again and again. He latches on to one of my arms and gives it a hard tug, forcing me to fall onto him and claims my lips again as he flips us. He pulls back slightly so his lips just barely brush against mine as he looks deep in my eyes and plunges into me again.

He sets a steady pace, hard but slow, that has me quickly building toward a release. But he never once takes his eyes off mine, and I’m held captive, unable to look away as he expertly works my body up to a breaking point. It’s so incredibly intimate, and it should probably scare the hell out of me but it doesn’t. No, I actually like it – a little too much. He groans and starts thrusting into me faster, and I know he’s close.

I wrap one leg around his waist, and he hits the perfect spot inside me, making me explode. I scream, my body arching off the bed as my vision goes black. His whole body tenses, and he jerks inside me as he finds his release, moaning my name. The only sound in the room is our labored breaths as we both melt into the mattress, clutching each other.