Page 66 of Teasing

My core tightens as chills stroke my skin.

Maverick licks into my mouth, silencing me. “Shh, baby. No sound, remember?”

“Yes,” I whisper back, lost in the heavy-lidded heat of his navy-blue eyes.

“That’s my girl.” He pulls his fingers out, and my eyes fly to his, immediately devastated by the loss of him.

Desperate for more.

For everything.

But Mav’s lips pull into a devastating grin, and he traces my lips with his fingers, pushing them onto my tongue. “Suck.”

Oh hell . . . why is that hot?

Who am I kidding?

I don’t care as long as he doesn’t stop.

I lick and suck his fingers clean. Swirling my tongue around them. Showing him what I’m dying to do to his cock as my own tart taste coats my tongue.

Maverick’s pupils grow as a muscle ticks in his jaw.

He slowly lowers himself down my body, holding eye contact, and throws my legs over his shoulders as he settles between them. He doesn’t bother pulling off my panties, just drags his flat tongue up the length of my sex right over the lace. Hooded eyes look up at me with a wicked gleam, and I lose all sense of right and wrong and get lost in this moment. A moan works its way up my throat, but I quickly bite down on my lip to silence it.

“Good girl.”

Those two words fan the flame already licking up my body, and my chest shakes as I try desperately to catch my breath.

I’m lost in the sinful sight in front of me and don’t care if I’m ever found.

Shoving the lace to the side, Maverick drags his tongue slowly through my pussy. Over and over and over again. Lapping at me. Building me back up to even higher heights.

He growls against me... actually growls like a feral animal, sending vibrations through my body, and it’s the hottest thing anyone has ever done.

I throw my head back as Mav covers my mouth with his hand and presses his fingers down on my tongue, leaving mevaguely aware I have to muffle my cries. I should be mortified. I’m soaked and desperate. My heels dig into his shoulders, and my hands tug at his hair, but please, dear God, don’t let him ever stop.

His tongue spears inside my pussy before he adds a finger, and I lose the ability to form a cohesive thought. I’m one big ball of senses, all on high alert.

Strung tight, dying for release, as he plays my body like a guitar he’s played his entire life. Making me sing for him in ways I didn’t know possible.

He sucks my clit as his fingers tease me. Bringing me to the brink over and over until darkness sets in at the corners of my vision and the room comes into tight focus, like the tip of a pin. And finally, when I’m positive I’m going to pass out—that I can’t possibly take anymore— Mav’s teeth finally scrape over my pulsing clit, and the world around me explodes.

My toes curl as my back arches off the bed.

Completely lost in the moment. In euphoria. In this man.

I come hard and fast in rolling waves.

Soundlessly.

Breathlessly.

Heavy breathing fills the silence between us as Maverick drags his tongue through my drenched sex again and again, absorbing the aftershocks racking my body until it’s too much. Until I’m pushing him away and pulling him closer.

I reach behind my back and unclip my bra, then drop it to the floor as Maverick rips the lace from my hips.

Damn. That was hot.

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