Page 88 of Beautiful Beast

And somehow, I’m already close, too.

“We must be horny if we’re about to come without sex,” I gasp. “But don’t you want to fuck me?”

“Trust me, I want to fuck you until my dick falls off.”

The steel between my legs makes me think that could be any moment if we don’t get the real party started.

“Then why aren’t you naked?” I complain. “I need something hard between my legs. I needyou.”

His gaze lands on mine and locks me in place. “I’ve never wanted anyone in this way. I’ve been on edge, wanted release, but I’ve never truly desired someone on every level until you showed me how. There’s horny, and then there’s actual need. There’s sex, and then there’s a true connection. You’re exactly what I need, princess, and I want to ride it out a little longer.”

Tears fill my eyes and he kisses me hard. Everything about my life changed so dramatically from the moment I walked past the gargoyles guarding this building and straight into Adam’s domain.

It reminded me of the New York Public Library with the marbled lions, Patience and Fortitude, greeting visitors, and I felt at home.

“The things you make me feel, Belle,” he groans. “I don’t even have the words.”

Our wild breathing fills the terrace, and when he takes my nipple back into his mouth, my stomach hollows, and I gasp.

“Show me instead,” I beg.

“You’re going to be my undoing,” he mutters into my throat.

But he complies, dropping his hands between my legs to pull my bikini bottoms off and then sliding two fingers inside me.

It’s not his dick, but his expert fingers are still magical, and a spike of arousal so sharp that it steals my breath punctures right through my chest.

Need.

Him.

Now.

Letting him take the lead, I copy what he’s doing and reach into his swim trunks, wrapping my fist around his cock and stroking.

He groans into my mouth, and it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever heard.

“I’m so fucking amped up for you,” he growls. “And I don’t want to come yet.”

He lifts my body so I’m floating on my back and pulls my hips toward his mouth. Before I can ask what he’s doing, his lips are locked around my clit, the tip of his tongue moving in short, quick laps.

When I’m about to come, he changes the rhythm to slow and languid, making me all but scream.

“Adam!”

“Greedy, greedy, Belle.”

“I want you so badly.”

“You have me, Belle,” he whispers. “Trust me.”

He takes mercy on me and slides his fingers back inside me while he sucks, licks, and nibbles my clit until my breathing becomes frantic moans.

Tingles shoot up the backs of my legs and explode in my core, and the crescendo is coming – it’s inevitable. My body spasms and my back arches away from the heat of the water, desperately pushing closer to his mouth.

As I come, all I can say is his name over and over.

The world has shrunk down to only include the two of us.

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