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“Uh-huh.”

“Come here, baby.” He slides his finger out, and I feel the loss of it in my core. I clench around air.

But Wilde has some other idea. He tugs my wrists to sit me up, then picks me up by the waist and lifts me straight in the air. “Legs on my shoulders.”

What? Oh. Um, wow.

I lift my legs to rest on his shoulders, which puts my pussy right at his face level. He palms my ass and holds me in place as his tongue returns to my folds.

I cling to his head, shrieking and giggling as he walks to the bedroom while sucking and licking me. “You’re going to fall,” I laugh. “You can’t even see.”

“I don’t need to see,” he rumbles.

In the bedroom, he lowers me to the bed and climbs between my legs. Then he returns to work, lapping my juices as he screws one finger into me.

I prop myself up on my elbows to see. He used his index finger this time. He lifts his head and grins, his lips glossy with my nectar. “Popping your cherry, Rayne-bow.” He says it proudly like he’s winning an important football game.

If you’d ever asked me who I would want to pop my cherry, or how, I never in a million years would have wished for this. And yet…

It’s better than anything I could’ve ever imagined.

Wilde Woodward is worshiping between my legs. Taking care with me. Unlocking my secrets. The ones even I didn’t know about myself or my body.

He starts to move that digit inside me slowly, a little in, a little out. Then circling it. Stretching my tight entrance, lubricating it. He presses it all the way in and strokes inside me.

My legs jerk in response like I’m a marionette, and he just pulled their strings.

“Yeah? You like that, Rayne-bow? Did I find the coveted G-spot?”

Oh. Fates.

He must have because every time he rubs there, I feel like I’m going to shoot off like a Roman candle.

“Come for me, jellybean.”

Jellybean.It’s a much nicer name thanRunt. Endearing. Cute.

He touches inside me again, and I shatter–exploding in a million directions. A glitter-bomb of energy going off in my body. In my room. In the entire atmosphere above Wolf Ridge.

I sob and shudder and clench and shake, my legs kicking, my muscles drawing up tight and squeezing around his finger.

Wilde curses softly. He eases his finger out and kisses my pussy softly. Tenderly. A layer of kisses from top to bottom, making me feel cared for.

Loved, even.

The moment it’s over, I roll to my belly and hide my face in a pillow.

ChapterFifteen

Wilde

Rayne hides her face from me after she comes.

For a moment, I’m horrified. Did I do something she didn’t want? Take something that wasn’t given?

But no. She asked me for it. She told me she wanted more.

So she’s just embarrassed now. Or feeling vulnerable. Well, that’s no surprise considering we have zero trust built between us.

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