Page 56 of False Evidence

“If I’d had my way, we’d have done this before dinner.”

He nodded. “True enough.” He leaned down and licked her again.

She cupped a hand behind his head and held him there, crying out as every touch elicited pleasure. His hands ran along the inside of her thighs, then those wonderfully rough fingers joined the play. He ran his thumb over her clit while his tongue found her opening and dipped inside her swollen sex.

“You taste amazing.” He fucked her with his tongue while his thumb worked magic on her clit.

Just when she was getting close, he slowed down. His touches and teasing tongue moved more lightly along her folds.

She would complain, but she didn’t want to come that quickly. Not when she knew she wouldn’t get to play with his cock in the same way. She wanted this feeling to go on and on forever.

She ran her fingers through his hair as his tongue returned to her clit, stroking more leisurely now. Like she was a lollipop, and he was in no hurry to get to the candy center.

A finger slid inside her with the same savoring pace. Her entire body focused on what he was doing to her with finger and mouth, and she relaxed into the sensual touches. He kissed. He sucked. He teased.

He raised his head. She met his gaze through slitted eyes, lost in the sensation of him.

“I could do this to you for hours.”

“Please do.”

“Okay, then.” He returned to her wet center and took her clit into his mouth and sucked.

She jolted. A pure flash of electric current pulsed from her center. He then returned to the licking and stroking, but now she was winding up again. Needed more. Harder. Her fingers curled in his hair, and she surged, pressing herself to his face.

He laughed. “So not hours, then?”

“Minutes. Maybe only seconds.”

“Is that what you want, Lex? You want to come now?”

“Yes, please.”

“Well, since you said please.” He slid two fingers inside her as his tongue again found her clit, pressing harder this time, giving just the right friction.

Still, he kept her on edge, giving just enough to keep her on the brink.

She loved every moment. Every lick. Every stroke.

“Please. Jay. Please.”

He increased the speed and pressure. She tipped over the edge. Pleasure rippled outward in wave after wave as his tongue pressed her clit.

Finally, spent, she pulled back, gasping as she caught her breath. She’d been very vocal as she came. Her voice might even be hoarse after that. When she could speak again, she said, “I really hope these walls are soundproof.”

“Pretty sure we’re fine in a room this large. And I loved every gasp and scream.”

She flopped back on the bed, wishing desperately for him to let her take him into her mouth. But instead of voicing her desires, she tugged at his shoulders. “Lie down with me?”

He nodded, and she scooted up on the bed. He settled beside her, and she kissed his chest and neck, and finally ran her hands over his bare skin.

She kissed, and he kissed her back. A slow, easy caress that wouldn’t work either of them up, although, from the feel of him against her hip, he was plenty aroused.

“Will you stay the night with me?” he asked.

She nodded. “I won’t use you and run.”

“So my plan is working.”

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