Page 84 of Guarding the Singer

The gasp that pulled from her lips became a groan as he leaned in and dragged his tongue through her folds.

"Oh god."

He smiled at the raspy sound of her voice and redoubled his efforts.

She'd just made history on that stage, and she deserved to feel on top of the world again. He was determined to make her feel everything.

She was barely starting to come back down from the high of her orgasm when he brought her back down to her feet.

Selene frowned when he turned her around to face the table. "Will, please."

She saw his hand reach down into his pocket as she turned her head to look back over her shoulder at him.

He pulled out a pocketknife and opened the blade.

She was already wet from her orgasm, but what did it say that when she saw him with the blade held in his incredibly talented hand, she felt impossibly wet and even more aroused than she'd been the moment before.

"Will-"

His hand moved out of her line of vision and while she waited, anticipation coursing through her veins, she felt the neckline of her gown give a little.

And then give some more.

She planted her hands on the tabletop and tried to breathe normally as the stitches down the back of her gown give way.

When the bodice gaped open and the fabric slid down, the satin facing inside of it dragged over her nipples and she bit down into her lip from the raw sensation of it.

A moment later when the gown fell away, she looked up and saw the mirror on the far wall.

No, she saw them in the mirror on the far wall.

He was standing there in his suit, button-shirt and as he reached his arm forward and pulled a pin from her hair, she saw the light in the room catch on his cufflinks. The look that passed between them was like lighting a match.

"Will?"

A muscle ticked in his jaw and his eyes darkened. "Sel. I don't think I can wait to get you home."

She shook her head. "I can't wait, either."

He kept his eyes on hers, but she could see he was moving and when he lifted his hand, he was holding a little circle packet between his fingers.

"Oh, thank god."

She dropped her head down until it touched thetable and moments later, she felt him slip his fingers inside of her.

"Now, you're just teasing me."

She heard his deep chuckle and smiled.

"You're mean."

"I don't want to hurt you."

She lifted her forehead from the table and looked at him.

"I'm hurting right now, Will. Please."

She felt one hand grip her hip as his fingers slipped inside of her.

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