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so good. I want more,” he says in a husky voice, and then he kisses me. It’s forceful, possessive, hungry. His tongue pushes deeper into my mouth, colliding with mine, his passion lighting a fire inside of me. My hands slide up his bare arms and dive into his hair as I grind against him, the feel of his erection intensifying the throb in my core. His lips break from mine and I whimper at the loss as he trails his tongue down my jawline, the hollow of my neck, my collarbone.
    “Rex,” I pant, my body blazing, wanting his hot mouth all over me.
    “Yes?” he answers, forging a trail of warmth down my flesh.
    “Suck on my nipples.” My voice is pleading, but I don’t care.
    He coasts lower, my breasts now heavy and aching for his mouth, and I cry out as he finally takes me between his lips, a shiver of pleasure rushing through my body. With a skilled mouth, he rotates between licking, sucking, and biting, sending another moan from my lips into the charged atmosphere. His head lifts and I glance at him from under my lashes.
    “Do you know how much you turn me on? Your lips, your nipples, the way you taste? How hard my dick is, knowing I’m the one who made you this wet?”
    “God, Rex,” I purr, lips unable to form any more words, my body doing all the talking for me. The spark in his eyes is undeniable, and I feel heady, knowing how much he wants me.
    “Come on.” He grasps my hand. “I want you on my bed, so I can spread you open.”
    I’m already about to come apart, and he’s barely touched me.
    When we enter his bedroom, I take note of how small it is, yet it’s relatively clean compared to the rest of his apartment. I’m surprised by the amount of framed photographs lining the room, various sketches of tattoos covering the walls. The room is scarce of furniture, just the bed, two side tables, and a small, three-drawer dresser.
    “Get comfortable on the bed and slide your panties off,” he says, and I do exactly as he asks, flinging them to the side before crawling onto the mattress. My feet claw at the sheets as I lie back on one of the pillows, anxiously awaiting the weight of his body on top of mine.
    He grabs his t-shirt, lifting it over his head to reveal ropes of solid muscle, tattoos, and smooth skin. The only exception a tiny patch of hair leading to the part of his body my mouth is watering just thinking about. As if reading my mind, he shrugs out of his jeans and boxers in one fell swoop, and I moisten my lips with my tongue at the sight of his well-endowed cock.
    He climbs on the bed, all the while my eyes are trained on his thick cock and the perfectly cut abs leading down to it. He’s actually beautiful, statuesque-like in many ways, and I breathe out a sigh.
    “I’m going to ravage your body. First,” he rasps as he inches up my frame, his heated gaze searing my skin. “I’m going to start with the arch of your neck, then I’m going to move to those gorgeous, full tits, and finally, I’m going to take the most time licking your wet pussy, before I spend the rest of the night fucking you.”
    I want to raise my hand and tell him I’m ready now.
    A man of his word and holding true to his promise, he begins with my neck, a torturously slow descent, flitting down the curve, to the indent of my collarbone, the sensitive flesh between my breasts. My body responds instantly, nipples growing impossibly hard, sex clenching with need. Or maybe it’s want. I’m so delirious I don’t know the difference.
    He takes first one nipple then the other into his mouth, stopping only to stare at the hardened crests. “God, your tits, they’re fucking amazing.” His nose circles me before he resumes his onslaught of heat down my skin.
    My hands fist in his hair, guiding him lower, wanting him between my legs. “Rex, I—” The words are stunted when his tongue reaches my belly button and I tilt my hips up, pools of desire soaking my pussy. I spread my thighs apart, unable to wait much