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I found her clit, nudging it a little, just teasing gently, going easy on her. Her hand went to my wrist, but she didn’t push meaway.
“I’m not done with you yet,” Iwhispered.
“Oh…Oh…” she breathed, like she couldn’t quite summon other words. But she didn’t stopme.
I rolled my fingers over her clit, making her pant. I kept doing it, slow, then a little faster… then slow again… until she bucked against me, the spasm tearing through her pussy, snapping through her body. Her back arched. Her mouth fell open and shescreamed.
I kissed her as she shuddered, as she rolled in the bliss of her orgasm. When I closed my eyes, tight, I could feel her warmth, her pleasure, like it was rolling through me, too. The aftershocks rippled through her as I drifted my fingertips over her clit. My cock was stiffeningagain.
When I opened my eyes, I could feel her looking at me, and for a moment, I thought I could make out her eyes in the dark. The shape of them, the dark sweep of herlashes.
“Is this a dream?” she murmured, breathily, and I could hear the smile in herwords.
“If it is,” I said, leaning in to kiss her again, “don’t wake meup.”
Chapter Nineteen
Elle
Okay,seriously. What the hell was wrong withme?
I was a monogamist. A one-man woman. I’d been that way ever since my first boyfriend in the eighth grade. I was with one guy, usually a serious boyfriend, or no one at all. And I was good with that. It worked forme.
Yes, I’d had the occasional fling. And the very occasional one-nighter.
What I did not have was wild sex with myfriends.
Which, somehow, had now become mything?
First, I bent over for Ash at Jesse’swedding.
Brilliant.
Now I let Seth get down on his knees, hike up my skirt,and…
Jesus. What the fuck was Idoing?
This wasSeth. And Seth was not Ash. Ash was a player, but at least I knewthat.
Seth was… shit. I still didn’t have the first fucking clue what Sethwas.
Seth, who had never had a real relationship with a woman. Seth, who had a fucked-up relationship with Jessa as a junkie teenager, and a bunch of fucked-up relationships with other junkies, and “friends with benefits” on bothcoasts.
And now, he had me. Naked in bed withhim.
And I did not have the first clue how to handleit.
Seth… in my bed, naked and perfect, his lean, tanned body flung across my white sheets. How did I never notice before how fuckingperfecthewas?
I used to think Jesse Mayes was the most beautiful male specimen that ever existed. And now I could not stop staring atSeth.
There was just something about him. Lean and tight, masculine and graceful. I’d never met a man so comfortable in his own skin… so much so, that that ease rubbed off on you. It was a total fuckingaphrodisiac.
And the way he touchedme…
I’d never had a guy drop to his knees to worship me like that, right out of thegate.
And now, all I could think about was licking him all over his body, every inch of his beautiful skin. I wanted to make love to him, again and again and again… just stay here forever in this place where we could betogether.
