Page 116 of The Mountain Echoes

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Then pinches my clit slightly.

I forget to be embarrassed as I shift to give him better access to me.

“Atta, girl,” he murmurs.

He pulls me closer to him and sets my thighs over his shoulders. “Been dyin’ to taste you.”

He licks the seam of my pussy.

I quiver.

Men have given me oral before, but it never felt like this.

He stabs his tongue inside me, and I jolt. I moan out his name.

He begins to eat me out in earnest. Licking, sucking, circling my clit.

He places a hand on my stomach to hold me still and then pushes two fingers inside of me.

I cry out.

“Look at me.”

I do. I feel like a puppet, following his instructions.

He smiles and then suckles me as I watch. “You’re delicious, Aria.”

Then, slowly, he closes his teeth around my swollen clit and…I explode.

My back curves, and a long, low cry is drawn out of me.

I shatter.

I dissipate into pleasure.

My climax feels endless. I can’t look away from him because he’s looking at me like he’s just won everything he’s ever wanted.

I feel powerful, not weak, for giving myself to him.

I push myself back on the bed, away from him. I lean against the headboard.

“Can you…undress?” I make a twirling motion with my finger.

He cocks an eyebrow.

“And…maybe you want to think that I have several one-dollar bills that I could…you know….” I bite my lower lip mischievously. I don’t know where this is coming from, this ease with intimacy, something I’ve never had before. But I feel safe with Maverick.

“Is that so?” He looks amused—and maybe a little intrigued.

He steps back a pace like he’s sizing up a bull in the chute, then slowly, dramatically, reaches for the top button of his shirt.

“But first…take that dress off. And your bra.”

I do so, not feeling shy as I usually do during sex, but feeling…like I’m in control.

I cup my breasts and squeeze.

He grins. “Darlin’, I got no bills on me under a twenty.”

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