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She looks at me with a challenge in her eyes. “If I told you no, I don’t want this, you’d stop, Austin.”

I have both hands on her knees now, ready to part her legs, but I freeze at her words. “You don’t mean that. You want this, Ally. You want me to make you feel good.”

The blank expression on her face worries me, but I know I’m right. I know she wants this. “Are you going to let me touch you?”

I hold my breath, waiting for her to respond. She’s right. If she says she doesn’t want this, I’d stop, no matter how much it would hurt to do it. When she doesn’t respond, I lean my bare chest against her legs and loop my arms around her bent knees. “Be honest with yourself, be honest with me. You want me… you need me to touch you, Ally. All that matters right now is me and you and what we want. I want to touch you, to taste you. That’s what I want. But I need to know what you’re thinking. What about you? Tell me what you want.”

She inhales deeply, and I’m completely on edge as I wait for her response. It’s only when I feel her legs start to fall open that I loosen my grip on her. She leans her head back on the couch. “You. I want you to make me feel good, Austin. I want to forget about everything for just a few minutes.”

I scoot to the edge of the couch, lifting her foot and putting it behind me so I’m sitting between her legs. The abrupt change in positions has her breaths coming in pants. Her legs are open, and I have a perfect view of her. I must sit here too long because her hands go down her belly, and she tries to cover herself from me.

I stop her, though, grabbing both her hands and putting them above her belly. “All I need you to do is lean back and enjoy. Don’t get all up in your head Don’t worry about what I may be thinking—”

She laughs, and a snort comes out, causing me to smile. “Right. I can’t relax. Not with you staring at me like—”

It’s my turn to cut her off. “What? Staring at you like I haven’t eaten in days? Like I have the prettiest woman laid out, open for me and I get to feast on her? Because that’s how I’m staring at you.”

I can’t keep my hands off her. I let my hands push her thighs open, and I stroke up and down her soft skin. She’s practically vibrating under my touch. I stroke my fingers through her swollen slit, and she practically leaps off the couch. I press my arm over her hips, careful to not smash the baby. When I touch her again, I press my finger to her swollen nub, circling it with more pressure at each pass around. She tenses but not from insecurity or trying to hide from me. Nope, she’s already so close it won’t take long for her to come undone.

She’s all primed and pink. I’m relentless as I focus on giving her exactly what she needs as her hips slowly gyrate up and down. Her arousal is coating my finger. She’s obviously feeling good, and I know I can make her come like this, but my next move is completely selfish. I kiss her knee again. “Ally, look at me.”

She looks at me through hooded eyes. She’s so close already. “Yeah, Austin?”

“I want to taste you.”

Her eyes widen. “You don’t have to… do that.”

“I want to. I really, really want to. Can I put my mouth on you?”

She’s affected by my question, and I swear she soaks my finger. I groan as it slides through her silky folds. “I want to taste you, Ally.”

She nods her head, and I kiss her knee before moving down her inner thigh. I scoot to the floor, putting her legs over my shoulders. I inhale, letting her sweet scent fill my nostrils. When I finally reach the v of her legs, I can’t stop. I press my tongue to her, swiping through her slit. I kiss and lick her until she’s moaning my name over and over. Her hand is wrapped around the back of my neck, and I can feel her nails dig into my skin, but I don’t stop. When I wrap my lips around her clit, she comes undone, but I don’t stop. I need to make sure she has no doubt how much I can please her. I need her to want more of this… of us.

Chapter9

Ally

My whole body is pulled taut. Right now, I can’t even try to form a coherent sentence. All I can do is try to regulate my breathing and come down off my high. It shouldn’t have felt that good. Austin is my best friend. We’ve never crossed the line like this, and I wait for the doubt and insecurity to take over, but it doesn’t. It’s impossible to feel anything except good right now.

Austin raises up, and all I can do is stare at him. HIs mouth is covered with my arousal, and he’s licking his lips. The look he’s giving me causes a tug in my lower belly. I start to stutter. “Soooo, uh, you, uh?”

He licks his lips again and then wipes his mouth with his hand before sucking off his finger… the one that was inside me. “You okay? The baby okay?”

I nod, covering my belly with my hand. “I’m okay… I’m good. Actually, I’m really good.”

“Really good, huh? I was hoping for excellent, extremely satisfied, or something else along those lines.” He levels me with a look. “It’s okay, something to look forward to for next time.”

I sit up, and I shouldn’t have because it brings me even closer to Austin, and being this close to him is already messing with me. “I’m extremely satisfied, and there’s not going to be a—”

He cuts me off before I can tell him there won’t be a next time. He turns so I can see the back of his neck. “See that?”

He points at the red marks across his neck, and I reach for him. “Did I do that?”

He grabs my hand and holds it between us. “Yep, you did that. I know it was more than good, Ally and yes, there will definitely be a next time. Once is not enough.”

We’re close, too close. I can see the fire in his eyes and feel his chest expand against my arm with every breath he takes. I’m about to argue with him and tell him all the reasons why this is a bad idea, but I don’t have it in me right now. I pull my hand from him and sit back. “Thank you. I mean, for uh, what you did. Thank you.”

He shakes his head. “You don’t have to thank me for that. I wanted to do it.”

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