Page 83 of That Kind of Guy

“You’re wet. Your underwear is soaked.” I ran my finger over the damp fabric, and she moaned and nodded. My voice was low and teasing. “Adams, are you turned on or something?”

“Or something. Stop teasing me,” she bit out as my fingers drew circles over the fabric.

My control teetered on the edge, and my body longed to sink into her and thrust until she filled the bedroom with cries, but I needed to draw this out. Seeing Avery’s desire was a drug to me, and I needed to toy with her until she was in a frenzy. I needed her control to snap first.

“Is something wrong?” I asked with innocence, slipping my arm beneath her back to pull her toward me. My mouth came to her nipple again and she cried.

“Emmett,” she growled.

“What do you want, Adams?” My tongue worked fast against her nipple and her breath came out in shudders.

I’d give her what she wanted, but I was going make her beg for it.

“More,” she groaned and thrust against my fingers. I pulled my hand back and she fell back against the bed in anguish. “Emmett!” She was pissed now, and I grinned big at her.

“Tell me what you want, and I’ll give it to you.”

“I want you to lick me until I scream.”

Her underwear was off before she realized it and the whimpery moan that came out of her throat when my mouth met her slick pussy? I’d remember that sound until the day I died.

My tongue worked fast over her folds, dragging her wetness up and down over her clit as she wrenched underneath me, gasping. One hand rolled her nipple and the other slid between her legs. I slipped a finger into her core. She arched and gasped.

“Is this what you wanted?”

She moaned. I removed my finger from her.

“Emmett.” Her voice was hard and furious. She lifted her head to glare at me and I gave her the slyest, most wicked smile.

“Is this what you wanted?” I repeated slowly, sliding the finger back inside her, locating her g-spot, and pressing.

Her eyes closed and she collapsed back onto the bed. “Yes.” Her back arched and her tits were thrust toward heaven. “Emmett, don’t stop.”

I wouldn’t. Nothing could drag me away from between Avery’s legs. Her pussy was the sweetest thing I’d ever tasted, and I ate her up. Her moans filled my ears and she raked my hair, making me shudder. My cock was rock-hard, and I was so turned on it was almost blinding, but I worked to make Avery come like it was my life’s purpose. I pressed harder inside her, adding a second finger, and her wet cunt clenched me like a vice. My tongue swiped circles in her liquid, dragging across her silk, and her thighs tightened around my head.

I sucked on her clit, and she jerked in response, fluttering around my fingers.

“I’m coming, Emmett, I’m coming.” She gasped for air. “Emmett, Emmett, Emmett.” She wove a spell around me with her words as her core gripped me and she shuddered. Her legs clamped around my head, and I let her ride out the orgasm, only removing my mouth when her gasps stopped and she relaxed against the bed.

The content sigh she made as her eyes fluttered closed, chest still heaving for air? I heard that sigh in my soul. That sound was my doing.

My cock ached with the need to fill her core. I needed to feel her clench my cock the way she had clenched my fingers.

“All done?” I stood and lowered myself over her on the bed, then pressed a soft kiss on her collarbone.

Her eyes opened and she gave me a heated look before she wrapped her hand around my cock and stroked. “Not even close.”

She stroked again, hard, and my breath exploded out of me. I was closer than I realized. Going down on Avery had pushed me to the brink and pleasure coiled around the base of my spine. “Avery, no. I’m not going to last.”

She lifted her chin to me in challenge, stroking again. “So don’t.”

I grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head. She pushed her hips up and I felt her wet center drag against my length. My head fell forward beside hers.

“Don’t tease me like that.” My eyes were wrenched closed. My control hung on by a thread.

Her gaze was full of fire as she slid herself against me again. “Do you want to fuck me?”

My hips jerked. “More than anything.”

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