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“Not the kind of food I prefer.” He carried me out of the living room and into his bedroom, one he’d never slept in to my knowledge. As soon as he dumped me onto the bed, he leaned over, sliding his fingers under the elastic of my thong. He was obviously famished since he wasted no time yanking it completely off.
When he crawled onto the bed, I tried to scramble away, but he jerked me down by one leg, immediately bending both my knees.
“You’re not going anywhere.” He remained on his knees, lowering his head while still keeping his heated gaze on my face. “Not until I’m fully satisfied.”
I covered my face with my hands, giggling like I used to as a young girl while he blew across my pussy. With my toes pointed, every muscle tense, I raked my hand through his hair. “Oh, yes, you’re so bad. Just so…”
My words were cut off as he buried his face into my wetness. The single lick of his tongue around my clit brought a series of intense vibrations.
“Oh, my God. Oh, my…” I closed my eyes as the first wave of pleasure rolled through me. His tongue was magical. I spread my legs even wider as he thumbed my pussy, driving the thick digit inside. With his tongue swirling around my clit and his heated breath tripping against my tender tissue, it only took seconds until I was completely lost in the moment.
I wondered how I would be able to walk or even stand up straight after he was finished with me.
He dragged his tongue all the way down my pussy, sliding it beside his thumb and lapping my juice. I wasn’t certain if I could be any wetter.
I tossed my head back and forth, amazed goosebumps had already popped down my arms. He knew exactly what he was doing, his orchestration of my body a thing of beauty.
Within seconds, he brought me to the edge of nirvana by sucking on my clit. When he drove two fingers inside, flexing them open, I jerked up from the bed.
“Fuck. You’re going to make me come.”
“Not until I tell you you’re allowed.”
“You are just so mean.”
He laughed. “You haven’t seen anything yet, baby.” He buried his entire face into my pussy, his licks slow and easy while he fingerfucked me. A third finger was added then a fourth and I was certain I wouldn’t be able to obey his command.
I was lightheaded, every nerve ending seared. With my breath skipping, I bit my lower lip to keep from screaming. The sensations were that incredible. He pressed down on my thigh, pinning my knee to the comforter. Did he really think I would dare try to get away from him? Not a chance. I knew he would make good on his promise to hunt me down. Not that the thought of him chasing me wasn’t delicious.
With my eyes still closed, I fisted the bedding, allowing myself to fall into the sweet feeling of bliss.
My body hummed from electricity and with a few additional swipes of his tongue, there was no holding back the sweep of vibrations as an orgasm hit me like a tidal wave.
“Oh. Oh. Oh!” Shaking uncontrollably, I jerked up from the bed. There was no chance of focusing on anything. He continued feasting greedily, holding me down as he took his fill. Being lightheaded had never been so incredible.
Even as I started to come down from the intense high, he continued licking, alternating with pressing open-mouthed kisses against my inner thighs. I was suddenly ticklish, reaching for him as I laughed in a low and husky voice.
“Too much,” I managed.
“Never enough.” He sucked on my clit again and I was shot onto another plateau, shocked to my core as another climax rushed through me. He was masterful with his mouth, the only man capable of bringing me so much pleasure.
With vibrations cascading over every inch of my body, I was completely drained, incapable of putting a coherent sentence together.
He chuckled and lifted his head. “Sweet putty in my hands.”
CHAPTER 22
Daniella
“Aloha, my man.” Kekoa was a big bear of a man. As he approached, he had his arm out to the side and Stone immediately clasped it in a buddy greeting. They moved closer, clapping each other on the back. “I didn’t think you’d show.” He nodded in my direction, his grin wider than when he’d been at the house.
“I thought Dani would enjoy seeing how locals party.” Stone’s prior bad mood had shifted, but I was no fool in that he’d glanced into his rearview mirror several times while driving and remained on edge. Whatever my father had told him indicated a higher level of danger.
“You mean allowing the prisoner a reprieve,” I added in jest.
Kekoa slapped his hand on his chest. “Ouch. She has your number. He likes to cage them by the way.”
“I could kick your fucking ass.” Stone moved to slide his arm around my waist.
