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for me. Forget my age. At least for now.”
    “Okay,” I whispered, holding up my arms. “I want you inside me.”
    “That’s my destination.” But he didn’t crawl on top of me and go for it. Instead, he held up my left arm and looked at my ink, turning the arm slightly to follow the patterns. “I’ve never seen anything more beautiful. I’ve become obsessed with your tattoos, wondered if they were on the rest of your body.” He leaned to the side and ran his hand down my chest, cupping my breast before sliding his palm down my stomach. “I’d hoped the ink would be everywhere, but seeing you like this, I’m glad it’s not. Your skin is beautiful with and without it.”
    I narrowed my eyes. “For someone who barely spoke to me before this, you sure are talking a lot.”
    He chuckled and lowered to suck my nipple into his mouth. I shut my eyes, loving the warm cavern of his mouth. He surprised me by sticking two fingers in his mouth along with my nipple, but in the next instant, my eyes flew open wide as he slid those wet fingers inside me.
    A long, low moan escaped my throat and I lifted my hips so he could go deeper. I was already so wet, his fingers slid right in. But he pulled them back out quickly. I started to frown but stopped when he replaced them with his mouth. My eyes rolled back into my head. I arched up off the bed, and he slid those big hands under my ass to cup me closer. He licked me in one long, slow swipe before closing his lips around my clit. He flicked me with his tongue, added pressure until I saw stars. So many sensations—his soft, damp hair against the tender insides of my thighs, his hot tongue on my slit, his slightly callused fingers cradling the cheeks of my ass—all of it rolled together to create a perfect storm of desire. It didn’t take me long. Within seconds my entire body drew tight, I held my breath and let the waves of pleasure wash over me, biting my lip to keep in noise. I had no idea who stood guard outside the door.
    When I went limp, Bastian sat back, his Gwinarian eyes softly glowing with both pleasure and pride.
    “You’re pretty good at that.”
    “Was the first time.”
    My mouth dropped open. “I don’t believe that for a second.”
    “Lots of imagination and vids.”
    Heat filled my cheeks at the mental image of him watching porn. I sat up, eyed the hard ridge begging for attention. “Come up here and lie on your back,” I whispered.
    He did, shuddering when I ran my hands over his chest.
    “Suns, Bastian, look at this body of yours.” Reverent, I ran my hands over a chest I couldn’t have imagined. Muscled and ridged and narrowing to a waist framed by that sexy V of muscle some men had. The bruise on his ribs had faded, but I avoided that section in case it was still painful. Silky, auburn curls the same color as the hair on his head framed a nice, long dick.
    “You are beautiful,” I purred before nuzzling my face into that soft hair.
    He went still and I couldn’t stop the grin that stretched my lips as I glanced up to find him staring down at me with a look of complete hope and need.
    “Another first?”
    He shook his head. “No. I’ve been sucked before.”
    I narrowed my eyes. “Have you had intercourse before?”
    He nodded, but something in his expression told me that maybe the experience hadn’t been good.
    “But you never went down on anyone?”
    “Not a woman.” He shuddered when I ran my fingers over the sensitive skin behind his balls. “I always wanted to. Imagined doing that to you a lot.”
    “Don’t worry,” I whispered, flicking my tongue into his navel. “I’ll let you do that as much as you’d like.” I held his cock in my hand, squeezed it while opening my mouth over the bony part of his hip.
    He sucked in air, bowed off the bed, and while he was partially suspended, I swallowed him down. This was something I loved to do. Loved the satiny skin of a man, loved the taste and the musky male smell when my nose was