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As he swiped his tongue back and forth, my tender bud became extra sensitive and I shifted against the door.

Mistake.

Big mistake.

My butt hurt. So much so I doubted I could sit comfortably for a long time. That’s what he’d intended, the horrible bastard.

It seemed Kage meant business, licking me more intensely, rolling his big, fat tongue up and down the length of my pussy. Seconds later, I realized my toes were no longer touching the floor. He’d lifted me by several inches, his face now buried into my wet heat. I was fascinated by the fact he wasn’t straining, wasn’t affected at all by holding me in the air.

He was simply making me feel as if every nerve ending was on fire, my blood starting to boil. I ran my fingers through his thick hair, marveling in the way the dampness from his exhausting day felt on my fingertips. He was all male, full of testosterone and hunger. What could be a better combination, especially in his perfectly chiseled body?

As he lifted my legs a little higher, forcing them to bend at the knee, I slapped my hands over my head as if there was something to grab onto. Another nervous laugh bubbled up from my throat, my mind turned to absolute mush because of what he was doing.

This was joyful, amazing and I never wanted it to end.

He licked even more fervently, driving his entire tongue into my tight channel where my pussy muscles clamped down immediately. Somehow, he was ambidextrous enough to continually roll his huge thumb around my clit. That only heightened the crazy pleasure, pushing me closer and closer to a powerful orgasm.

But I knew the man would tease me, ensuring I knew he was the big man in charge. He pulled back, barely licking me, pressing kisses on one thigh then the other. I wiggled and moaned, once again pressing my hands down on his shoulders.

“Please. Please don’t stop. I just…”

“Say that again, sunshine,” he growled. “Be nice. That gets you more sugar.”

He called this sugar? I was thrown into another wave of extreme pleasure, my breathing labored. “Please, oh big man, god of lust and incredible with your tongue, please lick me. I need to come.”

His laugh was deep and dark, his breath even hotter than before. “That’s a good girl. It wasn’t so hard, was it?”

I bit back a semi-nasty retort and when he buried his face once again against my slickened folds, shaking his head back and forth, it was all I could take. The orgasm rushed all the way up from my toes, crashing into my system with so much heat and pressure no sound popped from my open mouth. I could no longer see, the beautiful stars becoming a dense fog.

I’d never experienced this kind of rapture before and as he refused to stop, keeping me on the giant wave, I could feel every muscle stiffening, white-hot heat surging through my loins. The pure ecstasy continued for at least two full minutes and when he finally slowed and I started to slide down from the intense plateau, I lolled my head. I was exhausted, beads of perspiration trickling down the back of my neck and my pussy still clenching and releasing.

However, I knew this wasn’t the end.

This was just the beginning of a long night of sin and shame.

And this wasn’t just about letting go any longer or the dazzling effects of finding a man who knew my body like the back of his hand.

This was about being reborn, learning to live all over again.

For some crazy reason, a couple of tears slipped past my lashes. If only the rugged man knew what he’d managed to do in such a short period of time, maybe he would charge me the same exorbitant rate as my shrink.

Or maybe he would run far away, thinking me far too crazy for his tastes.

Either way, I would enjoy this moment for a long time to come.

CHAPTER 18

Kage

Women could be the most infuriating creatures on the face of this earth. I’d learned that all over again today. But as angry and frustrated as I’d been with Noel for nearly getting herself killed, being with her this way, feeling her body responding to mine shoved all the shit aside. Yeah, I wanted to claim her in every way and would remain the dominating force, but I also wanted nothing more than to please her.

The taste of her pussy was like the sweetest cherries in the spring, something I hadn’t tasted in a long time. She had a way of being bashful yet longing to grasp pure sin that was just as attractive as she was, enough so that I was a crazed man with my needs. I couldn’t think straight and didn’t care about supposed danger or anything else.

All my thoughts were strictly primal, my needs requiring satisfaction.

So when she started to breathe normally again, I reacted like some caveman, tossing her over my shoulder as I’d done before in the woods. Only this was for an entirely different reason.

I would ravage every single inch of her gorgeous body then start all over again.

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