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"It makes perfect sense." I lick the shell of his ear and whisper, "Can I touch you?"

His brows furrow and he swallows thickly. "Yeah, Lou-Lou. You can touch me."

To most people, that phrase wouldn't be a big deal, but he's just granted me permission to do something he's never let another woman do before.

I slowly work my way down his abs, kissing and licking each and every rippling muscle along the way.

When my tongue finds the mouth-watering v of his lower abs he hisses and juts his hips out at me.

That action only fuels me on more and I run my hand over his zipper where his cock is straining against the denim of his jeans.

I don't wait another moment to undo his pants. He raises his hips for me to take them off along with his boxers, his eyes burning into me the entire time.

I take a moment to admire the sight of his prominent and impressive erection in all its glory. I trace a finger down the different veins and ridges and over his piercing. I cup the weight of him in my hands, exploring him.

It occurs to me that this is as big a moment for me as well as him, because for once, I feel no shame while doing this to a man.

There are no demons in the bedroom between us now. There's only us.

When his breathing becomes labored, I feel liberated and sexy. I feel exactly the way I'm supposed to be feeling.

I continue exploring every inch of him and he lets me. He doesn't rush me or demand that I speed things up and get to the main event.

He doesn't make me feel dirty. At least, not in a bad way.

He curses under his breath when I swirl the small drop of fluid leaking from his tip around with my thumb.

"Fuck," he rasps and I feel myself become wet.

I give him a knowing smile and repeat the movement. His dark orbs are downright smoldering when I bring my finger to my lips and proceed to lick it.

"You taste good," I tell him and I see his cock jerk. I move down until I'm positioned over him. "I want to feel you in my mouth."

"Jesus, you have no idea how sexy you are," he says, his voice straining with arousal.

I rub my thumb under the rim of his cock and pump him in my hand. "I don't want you to hold back."

He laughs sardonically and presses his thumb to my lips until they part. "I'm not going to. Not with these gorgeous lips of yours wrapped around my cock." He looks at me earnestly. "Just know that you can stop at any—"

He doesn't have a chance to finish that statement because I dip my head and lick the underside of his tip.

His mouth falls open and he mutters a curse when I take him in my mouth fully.

I circle his piercing with my tongue before gliding my mouth down his length again. His hand's tu

His cock throbs against my cheeks and his hands tighten in my hair as he rocks into my throat.

Then he makes a low rumble from deep within his chest and does something that makes me dizzy with desire. He yanks my hair harder, lifts his hips, and proceeds to thrust into my mouth while staring at me and biting his lip.

Want pools deep inside as I suck him greedily and he fucks my mouth harder. “Feels so fucking good,” he groans as he winds my hair around his fist and thrusts deeper.

I feel him start to tremble and his eyes cut to mine. "Fuck. I'm go

I speed up my pace and give his balls a small tug.

His cock pulses, his thighs tense, and his lower abdomen spasms as he fills my mouth with his release. He groans my name as I proceed to swallow every last drop of him.

He tips my chin up. "That was amazing."

"It was," I agree.

"I love you," he says, and then before I know what's happening, his hands are finding their way into my panties and he gives me a smirk. "And now it's my turn to take care of you."

I want to remind him that he doesn't, because that's not what this was about for me, but when he parts my folds and finds my clit, I forget how to form words.

He flips me around so I'm belly down, and then lifts me until I'm on my knees. "You're go

I hiss and groan. There's nothing in the world that can compare to this feeling. I don't know who's moaning louder, me or him as he continues eating me with an intense fervor that I've never experienced before.

When he sucks my clit into his mouth—I grab the headboard so fucking tight my knuckles turn white.

Sweat is pouring down my body and my legs have turned to jelly, but Ricardo keeps at it, never letting up. Not even when one, two, three orgasms hit me in succession faster than the speed of light.

I'm screaming his name so loud my voice has become hoarse and I'm certain I'm about to pass out cold if his talented mouth pry's another climax from me.

"Please. God, Ricky." I have no idea what I'm begging for, more of this wonderful feeling—or for him to stop because I don't think there's another ounce of pleasure he can give me without me spontaneously combusting into a pile of dust on the bed.

My legs and arms give out but he tugs my hair until my head falls against his chest and laughs darkly. "Oh, no, baby. We're not fucking done," he warns. "Put your head down and lift that sexy little ass of yours in the air for me," he says low and gruff.

I don't know what kind of sexual beast I've managed to spark in him tonight but there's no way I would ever dream of opposing him.

His eyes catch mine as I position myself exactly the way he wants me. My cheeks begin to heat from being so exposed, but I don't have time to dwell on that because he says, "Lick" right before shoving two of his fingers in my face.

I do as he instructs—I want to ask why but I soon find out when those very same fingers are skimming my ass right before circling and teasing my puckered hole. Jesus. I suck in a breath and blow it out, my body in turmoil because I shouldn't be feeling any kind of pleasure from this considering what's been done to me.

But I am.

"Ricardo I—" I stop mid-sentence because his mouth goes back to my pussy as his fingers continue probing me. I begin writhing and mewling due to the intensity of being pleasured in both areas at the same damn time.

"You what, baby?" he questions between long laps.

I can't answer because if there's a maximum threshold for pleasure before the body loses all of its senses, I'm positive I've just reached it.

Everything is blending together and all I can feel is this vehement euphoria he's providing me.

"Tell me every part of you is mine," he rasps.

"You know I'm all yours, Ricky. Only yours," I pant out.

He bites my ass before soothing the sting out with his tongue. My back bows but he presses down, keeping me in the position he wants me in.

Goosebumps graze my flesh as his stubble prickles my most delicate places. Then his tongue surges deep inside me again and I'm losing myself on a wave of bliss that's so close to crashing to the surface.

"Christ," he rumbles, his movements growing more frantic. "I need to taste every part of you."

Quicker than lightning, his mouth shifts to no man's land as a finger curls deep inside my pussy.