Page 85 of Love Me Dangerous

“Zach… oh… we should stop.”

I pause to gaze up at her. The earnest, desperate look on her face is unmistakable. She’s on the brink of what I hope is a mind-blowing orgasm, one of many I plan to give her.

“Youwantme to stop?”

She bites her lip, like she can’t quite get the words out. “I mean, if you want to move on, to like… other things, it’s okay.”

I prop myself up on an elbow. “What other things?”

“I don’t want you to, like, feel like you need to spend a lot of time down there. I’m ready for whatever.”

Now I get it. “Nobody’s ever done this for you.”

She practically glows pink. “No.”

I gently tug the lace down her hips. “Then no way am I stopping.”

“What if I can’t?” Worry creases her brow.

The lace slips off her toes, leaving her completely bare for me.

“I think you were pretty close there just a minute ago.” I caress over her kneecaps and up her belly. “Will you let me try?”

“You really want to?”

“Want doesn’t quite cover it.”

“Why?”

“Because I’ve been dreaming of making you come like this.”

Her eyes practically pop out of her head. “Really?”

I laugh. “Yes, really. Now open those pretty thighs and let me make you feel good.”

She covers her laugh with her fingertips, then yelps when I tug her lower on the bed.

I start slow again, paying attention to her soft sighs and her gasps, and the way her fingers tighten in the sheets.

That she’s been denied before makes me furious, because who made her feel that she wasn’t worth this? What kind of guy wouldn’t satisfy her every desire? But I’m also eager to show her what she’s been missing. Tending to her like this is an honor I’ll never forget.

Her body tenses, and her breaths come sharp and fast. I don’t stop for fear she’ll get self-conscious. I glide slow and steady, circling her needy little clit until she’s shaking against me. When I gently glide a finger inside her, she comes undone. I ride the wave with her, lost to her quiet cries and the rocking of her body against me.

When her climax peaks, she grips my hair, holding me against her for one intense moment. The sharp sting imprints this moment in my heart.

She slides her hand free and melts into the bed,huffing hard.

I release a satisfied moan and lick my finger clean. Slowly, I kiss up her body, pausing at each nipple to lavish her with my tongue. Her limp body jolts, but she doesn’t push me away.

I prop myself on my elbow and caress her belly while she returns to earth.

“That was amazing.” She blinks at me.

I smile. “I certainly had fun.”

She reaches up to stroke my shoulder. “Thank you.”

Our eyes meet in the darkness, and I memorize the tenderness in her gaze. In this moment, she’s not consumed with taking care of others or worrying about what might happen tomorrow. She’s in a rare moment of receiving.

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