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into my navel, then sliding lower.
"And you missed me, too," he purred with masculine satisfaction, the tip of his middle finger
rimming my cleft. "You're swollen and wet for me."
He pulled my legs over his shoulders and licked between my folds, soft and provocative laps
of hot velvet against my sensitive flesh. My hands fisted in the sheet, my chest heaving as he circled
my clit with the tip of his tongue, then nudged the hypersensitive knot of nerves. I keened, my hips
moving restlessly into the devious torment, my muscles tightening with the clawing need to come.
The light, teasing flutters were driving me insane, giving me just enough to make me writhe
but not enough to get me off. "Gideon, please."
"Not yet."
He tortured me, coaxing my body to the brink of orgasm, and then letting me slide back
down. Over and over. Until sweat misted my skin and my heart felt like it would burst. His tongue