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"Eric," I breathed, unwilling to beg him.

"What?" he asked.

My answer was to thrust my hips upward and rub myself against his hard, warm tip. Fuck. My eyes rolled over.

"What do you want?" he groaned, teasing my lips, sucking and nibbling.

I tried to show him again, but he just kissed my neck. "Tell me," he panted.

Damn it. "You," I confessed.

His fingers tested me first, and I rubbed myself against him, losing all manner of control. He swore at how fucking wet I was before positioning his dick and shoving it inside me. I cried out, forgetting where I was.

It was the perfect fit, filling me up until I couldn't help the smile that spread across my face.

"You feel so good," he grunted, gingerly dipping in and out of me before pulling out.

Gripping his arms to stop him from going, I looked up at him in a hurry. "Wait, what are you doing?"

He grinned, flipping his hair back. Sweat rolled from the side of his face, dropping on top of me. "This is embarrassing. But I thought I was about to bust right then." He took a breath.

Creasing my brows, I exhaled. "Oh."

"Don't look so disappointed. I'm not done with you yet. I just can't believe this is happening, you know? I'm just a bit excited." He kissed me. "Can you blame me? Look at you."

He trailed his kisses down my neck and between my small breasts, going lower and lower, until he licked my erect clit.

"Looks like you're just as excited." He licked my center before sucking on my hard, pulsing clit.

"Eric..." His name tumbled from my lips, echoing outside my body as if someone else was saying it.

It activated the feral side of him, the savage part I knew all men possessed and didn't think I'd enjoy seeing in him. His groan was like a growl as he spread my legs apart, holding them down with his hands and feasting on me like something wild. Fear and desire created a heady, thundering mix as my body exploded in waves. My hips tried to break free from his hold so I could rub myself against him. But he kept me still and helpless against his mouth. Tears surprised me as they welled up in my eyes, pleasure so sweet, I'm dripping from my lashes. This was a first.

"Eric!" I cried, gripping his hair with ferocity and suffocating him with my pussy. His mouth was full of me, muffling his grunts as I shook against his face. He sucked me clean, pulling at my center with his lips as I orgasmed and became stardust.

"Now it's my turn," he growled, pulling my limp body on top of him. The room swayed with me as my eyes became unblurred. I steadied myself with my hands behind his head, clutching onto the back of the sofa. He spat in his hand, looked me in my eyes, and stroked his dick before pulling me down on top of him.

"Uhnn," I sighed.

"Fuck." He shook his head before rolling it back, along with his eyes as I rode him. "Yes." He grabbed my ass, kneading it and pushing me further down on his dick that was crafted for me.

My head was also thrown back as my hips picked up speed, but he injected me with a dose of ecstasy when he took over, bringing my head forward so he could look at me as he fucked the ever-loving hell out of my tender pussy. I loved this position; it made me feel like I'm in control as I watched his face contort, helpless against his pleasure. Warmth crept through every single nerve as I, too, grew less cocky and just as helpless against the way he kept stroking that same fucking spot.

"Ohhh." My voice shook as I approached my next release, tightening around him.

"Shit." He bit down on his lip, pounding me through my orgasm. It's so fucking good, I grabbed hold of his neck and tried to match his strides with my own. "Lily!" he gasped and choked out before filling me with his hot seed.

Chapter 21

Eric

When I opened my eyes, I had to blink a few times to get a hold of where I was. The sun was soft, filtering through the blinds. Easing up and looking around, the soft snores next to me caught my attention. Lily. Last night wasn't a dream. I was in her bedroom.

Unable to keep from touching her, I stroked her arm. She roused.

"Sorry. I didn't mean to wake you," I whispered.

She yawned and stretched. "Yeah, well, I'm a light sleeper." She rubbed her eyes, then jumped up to check her phone. "What time is it?"

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