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Dorian moved his lips up to kiss my stomach, teasing my belly button with his tongue. He reached for my hands, pulling them from behind my head, and then held them at the wrists until I moved them to rest on either side of my head on the bed. I was shaking in utter desire, feeling as if I was going to lose my mind if he didn’t give me more.

I watched as he kissed his way up my body, licking between my breasts and over my neck until he finally reached my mouth.

His hand caressed my breast, and I gasped against his lips while he teased my hard nipple with his thumb. His other hand was between my legs, finding just the right spot with his fingers. A circling motion that his fingers moved in echoed somewhere in the far distance of my mind, sending a shudder down my spine. I bit on my lower lip, trying to steady my breathing yet again.

God, I could feel just how soaked I was already.

“Do you remember this?” he whispered in my ear, low and hoarse.

“Dorian!” I called out, clenching around his finger, my toes curling at the sweet sensation.

“Tell me to stop,” he said. “Mercy, tell me you want to forget this—that this is what you tried to erase. Tell menowthat you don’t want me to fuck you like this.”

I shook my head. “I’m not going to say that because you know it’ll be a lie.”

“Then what do you truly want?” Dorian asked as he moved his finger in and out. Still slow, still teasing, as if it was his intention to tease me up to the point of insanity.

As my head spun with pleasure, I closed my eyes. “I want you to take me, just like every memory of us under the stars in that grassy meadow. I want it all to come crashing back. I want it to torture me for being a fool, for needing to forget it.”

In one swift motion, he pulled his fingers from inside me and turned me onto my stomach. I let out a small gasp as he pulled my hips up so my ass was in the air. A moment later, he pressed the tip of his cock against my center, prodding playfully.

Was this teasing ever going to end?

“Dorian,” I breathed out, desperate to have more of him.

“I’m going to fuck you so deep,” he whispered in my ear as he let his cock slip inside me in one slow, deep movement. His hand found my clit, circling around it just the way my body liked. “That you’ll remember why you wanted this so often all those lifetimes ago.”

He used his other hand to support his weight as he built up a pace, thrusting in and out of me. His cock would slide out of me for a mere second before he’d return it back to its rightful place—in the depths of my throbbing heat. I moaned loudly, pressing back into him. The warmth building inside me was more than I could bear. I felt like I was going to explode and took a deep, sobbing breath.

“Don’t hold back,” Dorian said. “Feel it.”

“I feel you,” I gasped, my hands clutching the bedsheets as if it was going to help me anchor myself through the overwhelming sensation.

“Hold on to that feeling as you ride the wave of pleasure,” Dorian growled, throwing his hips against me harder now.

“I … I can’t hold on to it. I’m going to come … Oh God,” I cried out, my body shaking. “Dorian, I’m going to come.”

“Feel me, Mercy.” He kept a steady rhythm and leaned down to kiss my neck. “Feel me inside you. I want you to feel me in every nook inside your pussy.”

I bit my lip as the pressure built. I needed to come, and I needed to come now. My entire body shook violently as it lingered on that edge. It was impossible to think clearly, let alone talk to him right now.

“Fuck, I’m coming,” I cried out once again. Dorian gripped my hips, holding me tight against him while he thrust deep inside me, owning every fragment of my being.

My body shook with the force of my release. I moaned and bucked against him, the world around me momentarily becoming a blur. He held me in place while I pulsed around his cock.

I gasped for breath and tried to catch my bearings. Dorian slowly slid out of me and turned me to face him. He wiped the sweat from my brow and kissed it, then ventured lower to my lips.

“Thank you,” I said, my voice quiet and hoarse. “I needed that more than I thought.”

“I’m not done with you yet,” he said as he pressed his hand against my chest and pushed me onto my back. Dorian smiled down at me before his lips collided with mine once again, his tongue sliding against my own, tasting me.

“I’m going to make you come again and again,” he said. I bit my lip and nodded before his cock slid back inside. He seemed insatiable for me.

Dorian began thrusting in and out of me again. I squirmed under him, my back arching, hips bucking up to meet every roll of my hips. My pussy was still tender from having just come, yet somehow it yearned for more.

I wrapped my legs around him as he leaned down, his tongue circling around my sensitive nipples. From this angle, each time he slipped back inside of me, he sent electric waves of pleasure that rippled through me.

“More!” I pleaded, clutching his shoulders desperately. I pulled him down on top of my chest, his cool breath on my neck, his length buried deep inside my heat.

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