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He stepped forward and touched her knee. She jumped like she’d been bitten, and her thighs clamped together tightly. She squeezed her eyes shut, breathed. “Sorry.”

“Look at me,” he said, reminding her of his earlier command.

She forced her eyes open, catching his stare and holding onto it like an anchor. Even though she wanted this, she couldn’t stop trembling.

“Remember, you can always tell me to stop,” he said gently.

She shook her head. “I don’t want you to. I’m just, I can’t stop shaking.”

He squeezed her knee with more pressure, the heavy feel of his hand grounding her a little, and he lowered down to his knees. He grabbed the back of her calves, massaging them, and he kept his gaze on hers. She could feel her locked muscles starting to soften.

“Spread your legs, freshman,” he said, voice as smooth as glass. “There’s no decision left to make. You know you want my mouth on this pussy. So you’re going to give me what I want, and I’m going to make sure you love it.”

The words probably should’ve bothered her, gotten her hackles up, but for some reason, they had the opposite effect.There’s no decision left to make.What if that could be true? What if she just followed what he said without the mental debate? She took a breath and tried. Her knees parted.

“That’s it. Good girl,” he said, his hazel eyes flaring at the view and the pleasure evident in his voice. “Beautiful.”

His praise coasted over her exposed body and lit her up inside, making her want to spread her legs even wider, do even better for him. She put that concerning reaction in a box in her brain and locked it for now. She’d worry about thatlater.

He kissed her inner thigh, his hand still stroking her calf, and then moved his mouth a little higher. She watched his dark head move closer and closer until she could feel her pulse pounding everywhere. Her hips tilted upward, her body seeking relief. His gaze flicked up to meet hers, his mouth hovering above the center of her, and he gave her a barely-there smile as if daring her to look away.

Auden.Audenwas between her legs smiling up at her like she was the most delicious meal that had ever been put in front of him.

She made herself hold the eye contact and feel the electricity sparking through her. Whenever this ended, if she ever needed fantasy fodder, this moment would keep her going for a long time.

Auden didn’t look away as he lowered his mouth and touched her with his tongue. A sharp cry escaped her, and she nearly levitated off the bed at the first stroke, but his hand shot out, pinning her thigh down as if he’d anticipated the move.

He spread her fully again, his grip firm, and open-mouth kissed her between her legs, his eyes still on her, his tongue and lips surrounding her clitoris like it was hard candy he was going to suck slowly until it melted away.

Oh. God.However she’d imagined this would feel, she’d been wrong. So very wrong. The heat. The pressure. The slickness. The sound. Never had she experienced anything so…everything.Touching herself hadn’t even come close. This was primal and messy and…delicious.A choked whimper passed her lips, and it took everything she had to keep her eyes open and focused. The view was downright obscene. Auden Blake was between her thighs, his lips and tongue painted with her arousal, his eyes burning her to the ground, letting her know just how much he liked it.

He bent forward and draped her legs over his shoulders, giving himself ultimate access, and her heels dug into his back. Her whole body felt like it was going to dissolve.

Then, his finger eased inside her. The added pressure made her muscles clench like a fist, and he sucked on her flesh, sending sparks through her system. She moaned low and long like a desperate thing, but she couldn’t help it. Her reactions were no longer in her control. Hemmmed against her like he was swallowing down the embarrassing noises she was making, and the vibration of his lips made her thighs tighten, clamping his head between them.

Her elbows collapsed beneath her, and she fell back onto the bed, her eyes closing and her heartbeat thumping between her legs. She reached down, her fingers latching onto his hair, and he grunted. But he must’ve taken her reaction as encouragement because soon, he’d pushed another finger inside her, and his tongue was doing things to her that were making her see colors behind her eyelids.

The sense of something growing, a balloon inflating, pulsed through her body. She rocked her hips and held onto his head, moving him where she ached most. She didn’t know exactly what she was seeking, but she knew she needed to find it. He curled his fingers inside her, pressing against some perfect new place, and then it was all lips and tongue and exquisite pressure. Everything inside her ignited. Her back arched, and a sharp cry rushed out of her throat, the sound pulled out of her by force.

She couldn’t stop the noises she was making, and he didn’t relent. Her body was rocking now without conscious thought, the sensations too much to process all at once, and the springs in the bed squeaked. She was a passenger now, at the mercy of one singular goal. Her body knew what it wanted and was going to take it. When he sucked her clitoris between his lips again, she detonated. A shriek scraped against her throat, and she held onto his hair, afraid her grip was the only thing keeping her from launching off the bed.

Auden gripped her thigh hard, holding her in place for his mouth, and the pleasure bloomed and bloomed, exploding and renewing, until she was gasping for air and finally scrabbling backward up the bed like a crab because she was afraid her body couldn’t take any more.

She found herself against his pillows, the comforter balled in her fists, and her body pulsing with sensations she’d never felt before in her life. If she’d thought she’d given herself an orgasm on her own, it hadn’t beenthis.This was…world-tilting.

She glanced down the bed, breathing hard and still a little out of her mind, but needing to see him. Auden braced his forearms on the foot of the bed. His hair was a mess, his lips slick, and his tilted smile was as sexy as she’d ever seen it.

“I…” She tried to say something intelligent but nothing brilliant would form. “That was…”

“A thousand times hotter than I could’ve imagined—and I’d imagined it was going to be blazing hot.” He shook his head in chagrin. “Goddamn, O’Neal.Fuck.”

“Really?” Her brows lifted. “I mean, that was…wow, but I’m the virgin here. This is all new to me.”

He got up and dipped his hand into his underwear, squeezing his cock like he was trying to rein himself in. “You get an A plus at coming, freshman. And extra credit for the moaning.”

She laughed, the little joke exactly what she needed right now. “Shut up.”

His gaze drifted over her, and she could see the strain there, the tension in his muscles. “Come ’ere.”


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