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“I’ve got it,” he said.He flicked the button free as if he did it every day.
She hooked her hands back under the headboard as he tugged her pants down her legs, taking her panties off with them.He glanced up at her face more than once, as if he was making sure she was still on board for what they were doing.
Ronnie had no intention of stopping things or changing her mind, but she liked that he was so attentive to her wants.
Once he had her out of her pants, Demon started at her ankles and slid his hands slowly up her legs.
“Are you ready, firecracker?”
“Ready for what?”She fought to keep her hips still, to keep from giving away just how badly her body burned for him.
“For me to blow your mind.”
She cocked one brow at him.“Isn’t that my line?”
“What do you mean?”He frowned.
“Firecracker.Blow job.Little head.Blow your mind.”She spoke in short sentences as she fought her body’s need to press closer, and her mind’s need to beg for him to quench the ache he’d built in her body.
Demon chuckled, used the hands he had on each knee to ease her legs apart.He leaned forward and blew cool air against her heated core, sending shivers of delight through her entire body.
“See, I can blow your mind too.”
She opened her mouth to smart off, but Demon used that moment to swirl his tongue through her pussy, tapping her clit more than once and her smart remark turned to a guttural groan.He hips bucked.
“Oh, God.”
“Not God, baby.Demon.”He pulled away from playing his mouth up and down her core long enough to quip.
She looked down her body to find him smirking at her for a moment before he dropped his head and went back to what he was doing.
Ronnie let her head fall back against the bed and wished she could move her hands, she wanted to touch him.Her hands ached to comb through his hair to run along his skin.She wanted to be able to hold him to curl her fingers into his skin, but what if she moved her hands and he stopped.There was no way she’d risk that, not now.
“Oh, oh, right there.More!”Her vision went white, it seemed like every muscle in her body went tight and pleasure ripped through her senses, leaving her gasping for breath and aching for more.
Arms moved up her body, embracing her and making her feel cared for, taken care of, loved.
She opened her eyes to find Demon hovering above her, grinning.
“Ready for more?”
Ronnie tried to speak, tried to tell him, ‘fuck yeah,’ but the words wouldn’t form.She met his gaze and nodded, hoping he didn’t push for the words.She didn’t want to wait that long for whatever he had in mind.
There was pressure at her opening.Ronnie released the headboard and wrapped her arms around his neck.She tugged him closer until she could kiss him.
Slowly, he sank into her channel, filling, stretching her in such a delicious way that she couldn’t resist the need to roll her hips and press him deeper.Sensation overwhelmed her.All that mattered was the two of them.
The pull and thrust of their bodies, the hard slap of flesh hitting flesh over and over.The grip of his hand on her ass, holding her and using the leverage to thrust deeper, harder.
Ronnie lost track of how many times her body clenched, euphoria washing through her.Demon powered through, continuing to thrust deeper, harder, to push her farther, until her body quaked, her fingers curled, and she threw her head back, a scream erupting from her throat as one last orgasm ripped through her.
She was only vaguely aware of Demon thrusting hard one last time.
“Firecracker,” he grunted before he collapsed against her.
Ronnie was still trying to remember how to breathe normally when Demon pushed off her and got up.
“No.”She reached for him, not wanting him to go, but not having the energy to chase him down and make him stay, not yet.
