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The first stroke of his tongue ripped a sound from me that I could not contain.
It echoed off the tiles as my hands flew to his hair without conscious thought. I gripped the wet strands, meaning to push him away, shove him back into the water, flee from this chamber, and never let him touch me again!
But…
He licked up every trace of my arousal with a deep, satisfied growl that vibrated directly into my core.
A full-body shudder rolled through me, starting at the base of my spine and radiating outward until even my scalp tingled.
The burning heat of his mouth made me jolt again, my back arching.
I could feel my own pulse throbbing between my legs.
"Stop—" The word came out broken, breathless. Even I didn't believe it.
He didn't stop.
His hands slid around to grip my backside, fingers sinking into the soft flesh. He hauled me forward against his mouth. My hips nearly left the marble, my weight supported by nothing but his grip and the press of my pace between his legs.
