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“Oh!” I shout, startled by his sudden movements.

“Wrap those long ass legs around me, Aria, and hold on,” Rex orders, and I do as he says.

I wrap my arms around his neck and sigh when I feel his mouth nuzzle the side of my neck. I feel us moving, but I don’t care where we’re going as long as Rex doesn’t let go.

A moment later, we land with a whoosh on the bed, and Rex pulls back enough to find my mouth with his. Long, hard, and deep, he kisses the hell out of me. I already know my mouth is going to be swollen, and I’m all for it. Sliding my hands throughhis hair, I pull his mouth harder against mine and slide my tongue along his.

Rex’s hand grips the side of my throat, and his other pulls my knee up and a little to the side so his body can settle fully against mine. I tilt my hips just enough to feel his hardened cock rub against me, and I want more. The second time I tilt my hips, Rex growls low in his throat. Moving his mouth from mine, Rex’s lands on the side of my throat and slides down.

“Rex, please,” I whisper.

“I want to taste you first,” he answers before his hand leaves my neck and pushes my shirt off my shoulder.

Nipping my shoulder, his mouth continues moving south until my shirt impedes his progress. I impatiently push on his shoulders to get him to lean back and give me access to the hem of my shirt, but he refuses the hint.

“I want to do it,” Rex states before shifting to his knees, straddling my hips, and gripping both of my hands. Pushing them above my head, he says, “Leave them there,” quickly followed by, “Is that okay?”

“It’s fine,” I rasp out in anticipation.

Releasing my hands, Rex uses his to slowly pull my shirt up and then over my head, tossing it to the side. I lower my hands back to where he wants them and watch the heat rise in his eyes as he gazes at my breasts.

Before coming here, I changed into the sapphire blue pushup bra and thong I bought today to replace the ones the pervert stole. I know what Rex is seeing because I very carefully pickedthem out with this moment in mind. Seeing the look on Rex’s face, I chose correctly.

“Fuck me, Aria. You’re fucking perfect,” Rex murmurs as he lightly runs a fingertip over one hardened nipple.

It’s my turn to react verbally, but all I’m capable of is a small hiss of air pushed between my teeth as he does the same to the other nipple. I arch my back, trying to force a stronger touch, but Rex doesn’t allow it.

“I need you to keep your hands where they are and let me do this my way. I’ve waited too fucking long to have you in my bed to rush this, Aria. You wore this for me, so let me enjoy it.”

“Okay,” I whisper and try not to move again when he repeats his movement.

“Not tonight, because as I said, I’ve waited too long, but sometime soon, I’m going to fuck those tits, and you’re going to watch. You’re going to watch my cock slide back and forth between them until I come all over you.”

“Okay,” I say again, but it sounds a little strangled this time.

Very carefully, Rex grips a nipple between his thumb and forefinger and lightly pinches it. My body jerks against the pleasure, and I take a deep breath to stay still. Doing the same to my other nipple, I moan low in my throat.

“You like nipple play. Thank fuck because so do I,” Rex says before pulling my bra beneath my breasts and letting it hold them upright. “Two words for you, Aria. Nipple clamps. Think about them because it’s something we’re going to try.”

I start to form a reply, but it leaves my brain when his mouth surrounds a nipple, and he nips it lightly. Running his tongue across and around it, he soothes the tiny sting from his nip before moving to the other breast and repeating the same actions. He gives a generous amount of attention to both nipples before sitting upright suddenly.

“Play with them. Let me watch,” Rex orders while never taking his eyes off my breasts. “Pinch and pull on them, Aria.”

I’ve never had a lover who asked this before, but I find it heats my blood to play with my nipples and have his eyes watch.

“Don’t stop,” Rex says while he slides off the bed and moves to the foot, eyes never leaving me.

Leaning forward, he unbuttons and unzips my jeans and carefully pulls them off. Tossing them toward my shirt, he climbs back on the bed and straddles my knees. Reaching down, he pulls his shirt over his head and sends it flying too. I slide my eyes over his toned abs and shoulders and realize I’m smiling.

“You’re fucking hot,” I state without thought.

“Glad you think so,” he answers while undoing his jeans.

Leaving his jeans undone but still on, he suddenly leans down and runs his tongue along the edge of the fabric covering very little of me. I suck in a breath at the touch and the heat from his breath on such a sensitive area. Sitting upright again, Rex’s smoldering eyes find mine.

“Before I take these off you, I want to see how they look from behind. Roll over, baby.”

I, with Rex’s help, roll over onto my stomach, and I grin when I hear his intake of breath. Yeah, the thong isn’t covering much from that side.

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