Page 83 of End Game

“Please what?” His fingers trace along the top of my thigh, getting closer. “Please stop? Please don’t ever quit doing what you’re doing?”

“The last one,” I manage to say, a whimper leaving me when his fingers brush the front of me, tangling in my pubic hair. I used to keep it waxed, but Brad didn’t really care, so what was the point?

I wonder if Sienna knows of a good wax technician.

His fingers slip lower, dipping inside, touching me lightly. I wind my arms around his neck and hold on, afraid I might melt into a puddle if I don’t have something to grip while he plays with me.

And oh, how he plays with me.

He swirls a slow circle around my clit with his index finger before dipping lower, sliding back and forth, searching every part of me while his mouth finds mine. He kisses me fiercely, his touch remaining gentle yet insistent between my thighs, and when he slips a finger inside me, I cry out against his lips. Wanting more.

Needing more.

“You like that?” His voice is pure sin, and I can’t respond. All I can do is hum my approval, and he adds another finger. “Fuck, you’re tight.”

No one has ever said those words to me, but every time Nico so much as makes a sound, I swear I get wetter. His fingers are probably drenched, and maybe in another lifetime I’d care.

But not now.

His mouth never leaves mine as he continues to fuck me with his fingers. I move with him, lifting my hips, needing him deeper. Moaning when he presses his thumb against my clit and rubs it. Everything inside me focuses on that one spot where his hand is so busy, his thrusting fingers filling me. Teasing me. I rub against him shamelessly, panting against his lips when the sensations become too overwhelming and I can’t concentrate on anything else.

Just this.

Just him.

“You’re close,” he murmurs, and I love that he can tell. That he’s paying attention. Listening and watching for my cues.

My nod is frantic, and I try to spread my legs wider, essentially riding his hand.

“Shhh.” His fingers go still, though he leaves them inside me. I wait there, hanging on the edge of orgasm, my entire body trembling. Aching for release. “Don’t move.”

I do as he says, waiting. Breathless. Anxious. He removes his fingers from my body, both hands going to my hips, and the next thing I know, I’m falling backward onto the mattress, my head at the bottom of it, and Nico’s head ...

Right between my legs.

His mouth hovers over my pussy, his breath wafting across my sensitive skin, just before he dips down and licks me from my clit to my ass.

“Ohmygod.” The words come out as one, and I clamp my hands on top of his head, keeping him there as he sucks my clit in between his lips. He slips his fingers back inside me, fucking me at a steady pace, and I rock against him. Barely able to take it.

I close my eyes, lost in the sensation of his searching tongue. It feels so fucking good. Too good. Unbelievably good.

And then I’m coming, the intensity of my orgasm leaving me unable to think. Breathe. Function. I just clutch him to me, my entire body going still before I fall completely apart.

I’m crying out as I lift my hips, my toes freaking curled into my feet like I’ll never be able to straighten them again as wave after wave sweeps over me. I tilt my head back, completely overwhelmed by the tremors that rack my body. He never stops licking me, fucking me with his fingers, and then all at once, it’s too much, and I’m pushing him away. Begging him to stop.

He pulls to the side, wiping his face off on the inside of my thigh, and again, I imagine the old me would’ve been mortified he did that. Like it’s a bad thing I’m wet.

But I think he liked it. He wasn’t hesitant about going down on me at all and my God ...

The man is really good at it.

“You all right up there?” he asks after a couple of seconds of my shaky breathing.

I blow out a slow breath, trying to control my racing heart. Pressing my lips together when I feel him kiss the inside of my thigh.

If he does that again, I might request a repeat performance.

“I’m—I’m fine,” I finally manage to say.

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