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His hand finds its way to my breasts as he pinches my overly sensitive nipple. The combination of his movements sends me into overdrive as my head falls back against the mattress, arching myself into his mouth, begging for more.

“Do you like that, baby?”

I can’t respond because I have no words, but he takes my silence as a yes.

Eli’s tongue quickens its pace as it flicks over my clit. The hand that was on my chest is no longer there as Eli’s fingers tease me along with his mouth. The combination is about to send me over the edge.

Suddenly I feel a sharp pinch when Eli’s finger slides inside of me, causing my body to uncomfortably jerk.

“You okay, Logan? Do you want me to stop?” He pauses to look up at me.

I let myself adjust for a moment as the dull pain disappears. Instead of saying anything, I push Eli by his shaggy hair back down to continue his mouth’s magic.

He chuckles against me before he sucks my clit and pumps his finger inside of me.

Holy fuck.

Gripping the sheets in my white knuckles, my moans and pants become louder and louder. I want to scream because something needs to release, but Eli and I aren’t alone in the house.

“Eli,” I cry out as my body jerks and arches, twisting and tightening, unable to control my volume.

I feel his satisfied lips smirk against me from hearing his name leave my mouth as I beg him for more.

I’m so close, and Eli can tell. His movements are becoming quicker and firmer. His finger is moving inside of me at the perfect tempo, matching the pace with his tongue.

Looking into the mirror again, I watch as Eli ravishes my body. I tug at his shaggy hair as he unravels me with his tongue. Every muscle in my body contracts at once as my vision blurs, and my head falls back as I experience the most insane orgasm I’ve ever had.

I ride out my high as Eli’s tongue and fingers continue their movements. My orgasm feels like it might go on forever, but eventually, my heavy breathing begins to slow. My skin is hot from my head to my toes as I start to come off my high. My body is limp, absolutely lifeless after that orgasm ripped through me. I lie there, sated, as Eli climbs onto the bed next to my naked body, his lips glistening with my arousal.

“New favorite flavor,” he says before he licks them clean.

Chapter 65

Eli

I fucking love waking up to this girl. Especially when she’s sleeping naked, sprawled on top of my body like she is today. She could barely even form a sentence last night when she got up to walk to the kitchen, needing some water, after I made her come two more times with my tongue. I use the term ‘walking’ loosely. She had trouble with that too.

I love seeing her that way. I love watching her come undone from my touch. What only I can do to her. Mostly though, I just love her, but I haven’t told her yet.

I opened my eyes about ten minutes ago, but I haven’t moved yet. I didn’t want to wake Logan. Her dark red hair is messily spread across my chest, and her face is buried in my neck. Her toned body is on top of mine, keeping me warm and a little turned on.

“Hi,” she lazily whispers into my nape.

A smile forms on my lips from hearing her voice, realizing she’s awake. “Hi. How did you sleep?”

“Mmm,” she hums, content.

Chuckling, I turn to kiss her forehead, running my hands down the length of her back and over her bare ass, holding it in my hands. “Ready for coffee?”

“Can’t talk. Can’t walk,” Logan mumbles.

I laugh again, flipping her naked body over so she’s lying on her back.

“I’ll go make you some,” I tell her with a smile, hovering over her before leaning in and kissing her tattooed collarbone.

Regretfully peeling myself off of her, I slip on a pair of sweats over my briefs, skipping the need for a shirt. Before I leave, I turn back to get one last glimpse of my sleepy girl. Plush pillows and blankets surround her, but the only thing covering her is a thin white sheet, draping her lower half. Her perky tits are out on full display, and her hair is running wild around her. She looks fucking perfect right now as I click a mental image and store it in my mind for forever.

“Maddison,” Ali says to greet me as she walks into the kitchen behind me.

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