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I ached badly for her. I’d never had urges intense enough to feel like needs before. The need to taste her. To touch her. To watch her unravel on my fingers, tongue, and cock, repeatedly.
“I’m trying to decide how much of an asshole I’d be if I stripped you bare and licked you until you unraveled on my tongue,” he growled back.
“They can look at you and envy me as much as they’d like, so long as they remember that I’m the only one who gets to taste you, fill you, and make you scream.”