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“That doesn’t sound like a no.”

“Because you’re too damn impossible to resist,” I complain.

He licks alongside the pearls, the tip of his tongue igniting a deep burning need in my belly. Lief lifts me further off the couch, showing exactly how strong he is as he flattens his tongue over my clit.

I’m in serious trouble. His tongue and the way the pearls move are too much already. I whimper and try to wiggle- something that’s not really possible considering the position–to make the most of both. Lief’s tongue is so wicked. Once he pushes the pearls far enough to the side, he sucks my clit and I groan.

“Lief, please, please!” I beg.

He moans and his tongue dances across my pussy faster and faster. He exploits every pleasure point he knows until he thrusts his tongue inside me, flicking it shallowly inside me. It’s such a tease compared to his fingers and his cock, but it nearly pushes me over the edge.

Lief refocuses on my clit and I whine, pant, touch his hips, try to get everything I need.

Of course, he drags it out, keeping me on the edge until the front door opens. Then Lief squeezes my lower belly as he uses his tongue on my clit, sucking at the same time. I let out a rough, half-sound as I come apart.

“Can’t leave them alone, I told you, Chase,” Hunter grunts.

Lief slowly lets me fall to the couch, dragging my underwear down my legs and shoving it in his pocket before Hunter can notice. Lief licks his lips. “Better do that before the party.”

“You’re late,” I manage to choke out when I see Chase and Hunter.

“I know,” Chase kisses me gently. “Ten minutes and we’ll be ready to go.”

“We should have left earlier. I told you that,” Hunter grumbles. “We could have enjoyed her too.”

“We will later tonight, all of us,” Chase insists as they walk away.

I pant and put myself back together before reaching under the couch cushions and pulling out one of the pairs of underwear I stashed. Lief narrows his eyes at me as I wiggle into them. “Where did you get those?”

“I pulled them out of thin air, I’m magic,” I tease.

“You hid some around the house,” he accuses me.

I shrug. “Who knows?”

He shakes his head with a slight smile, then kisses me hungrily. “So smart.”

“It’s not an Easter egg hunt. Leave them alone. Sometimes I need non-sexy underwear,” I grumble.

“You’ll find some with your monthly things in the bathroom. A brand new pack of basics,” he says in my ear.

It’s such an unexpected thing from him that I stare. He shrugs. “I’ve bought you things before you’ve called me and asked me to.”

“Yeah, I guess I just ...” I bite my lip.

He treats it like its something so little, but I’ve had partners who didn’t even want to be around me when mother nature came knocking, let alone be willing to get me things or stash some extra panties. I wrap my arms around Lief’s neck and kiss him deeply.

“You’re already so good at being a husband,” I gush.

“Who needs a big wedding? Let’s go to Vegas,” Lief suggests.

“Your mother would ground you,” Chase says as he comes downstairs. He kisses my cheek and fixes my hair. “Do you want to spend the honeymoon being punished by Josefine?”

“She wouldn’t mind,” Lief says with a shrug.

“All Vanya talks about is having grandchildren,” Hunter snorts.

I down half the coffee Lief made me at that reminder. Luckily, Hunter reminds us all we’re late and we hurry to the restaurant that Vanya and Josefine reserved for us. I don’t feel ready at all.

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