Flawed (Blaze of Glory #2)

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lips and oh-so-lightly rubs an agonizingly slow circle around my clit. “Please,” I beg, clutching his arm as I arch up again. His finger slips inside me and I’m lost to the sensation, so much so that I don’t even notice at first when he pulls my panties down my legs, baring me to his heated gaze. I watch through hooded eyes as he brings his head between my legs, then I feel his tongue lick a long, slow path all the way up my pussy, before sucking lightly on my clit. “You’re so wet,” he says wonderingly, dipping a finger inside me. “Is this for me?”
    “Yes,” I gasp, pushing my hips closer to his mouth as I clutch the sheet in my fists. “It’s all for you.”
    “Say that again,” he demands, his voice a harsh whisper in the darkened room.
    “I’m so wet for you.”
    He attacks my pussy with renewed vigor, suckling hard against my clit. I thread my fingers into his short hair and hold him in position, letting out a string of nonsense. “Oh…oh…oh…” I feel myself getting closer and I cry out, closing my legs around his head. Ripping his mouth away right before I come, he kisses his way back up my body as I whimper in frustration. “Patience,” he chuckles. “We’re only just getting started.”
     
    Pulling away from me, he moves off the bed and drops his pants, fisting his hard cock. “Come here,” he says quietly, his eyes glittering in the dark. My legs move of their own accord and I shuffle down the bed until I’m sitting on the edge, my face level with his cock. “Take it,” he instructs and I immediately open my mouth to accept his length. “Fuck yes,” he hisses as I cup his balls and guide his cock into my mouth. “Damn babe, that mouth of yours is fucking talented.”
    I murmur in appreciation as I feel his balls tickle my chin. His hands go to either side of my head to hold it still as he thrusts in and out. A thin sheen of sweat covers his torso and he throws his head back with a guttural growl, pulling quickly from my mouth before he comes. Grabbing my arm, he pulls my tank top off and moves me to my hands and knees, my feet hanging over the edge of the bed. Pulling out a condom from the side table he quickly puts it on. He bends over my back as he presses between my open thighs. “Hold on to the sheet,” he commands, his voice low beside my ear. I do as I’m told, the thick head of his cock pressing against my opening. “Fuck,” I cry out as he sheathes himself to the hilt. I arch my back as he grabs my hip with one hand, the other wrapping firmly around my throat as he pulls me up to thrust inside. “Take it,” he grunts as he releases my throat, only to grab a fistful of my hair. The combination of pleasure and pain sets my already frayed nerves on edge, and I gasp as his hand moves from my hip to the front of my body, between my legs. His index finger and thumb pluck at my sensitive clit, rolling it around until my eyes almost pop out of my head. “Fuck,” I yell, reaching back to grab onto his thigh as he fucks me harder. “Keets, fuck me.”
    “Come on babe,” he pants, his fingers moving faster across my clit. “Come for me.”
    I fall apart at his words, calling out his name as I clench around his cock. He thrusts once…twice… three times, then he’s giving a hoarse shout and slumping heavily across my back.
     
    We lay like that for what seems like hours, but is really only a few minutes. He stands and discards the condom as I crawl back up and into the bed. I’m suddenly cold, and not really sure how to feel about what just happened. There’s no question that it was amazing, my pussy is still throbbing, but nothing has really changed.
    The mattress dips as he slides in next to me, his arm going around my waist to pull me close. “Goodnight, beautiful,” he whispers against my hair.
    I don’t answer, mainly because I’m attempting to choke back the tears that threaten to overwhelm me. It’s been so long since someone was so kind to me, and

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