“God damn,” he gritted out, then crushed his lips to mine. It was like his fingers and tongue were battling for my attention. Inside my mouth he swept that devious muscle in perfect circles, flicking it against my own, claiming me desperately. His hand that wasn’t wrapped in hair at the nape of my neck was cupping my sex, stroking eagerly at that throbbing bundle of nerves that had my thighs tightening around his hips. He unwound one of my legs from his waist and pushed it open, giving himself the access he craved, and I clung to his side. “I want to feel you from the inside so badly my cock
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