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  “Rast,” she begged. “Rast, please take me. I need you in me—please!”

  He looked up at her, his cheeks wet with her juices though he had yet to taste her, and his eyes burning with desire. “Can’t do that yet, sweetheart. Can’t make love to you tonight. But I can do this.”

  With that, he spread her outer pussy lips with his thumbs and leaned down to give her a long, hot lick.

  Nadiah cried out, her hips bucking helplessly as he lapped her open pussy. His hot tongue seemed to be everywhere at once, licking her slowly one minute and then teasing her clit lightly the next. Her hands, which had been fisted in the covers on either side of her, crept up to grasp at his thick hair. Before she knew it, she was sliding her fingers through the silky-coarse strands and holding on tight while Rast continued to feast on her.

  If he minded her death grip on his hair, she certainly couldn’t tell by his reaction. If anything, her fingers against his scalp seemed to spur him on, to make him even more eager to pleasure her.

  His big hands slid around her thighs, locking them open, and he redoubled his efforts, sucking her swollen clit into his mouth and tonguing it mercilessly until Nadiah cried out breathlessly with pleasure.

  She could feel something inside her now. Something like a wire in the very center of her being. A wire that was slowly growing taut, winding tighter and tighter until soon it must snap. Nadiah wasn’t sure what would happen to her when it did, but all the same she ached for it, needed it…needed something she couldn’t name.

  “Rast,” she begged. “Rast, please, I need…I need…”

  “You need to come,” he said, panting, as he looked up momentarily from his labors. “You need to let yourself go and come all over my face.”

  Nadiah was filled with frustration and need. “But…but I don’t know how.”

  “You don’t have to,” Rast assured her. “I’ll show you. Just spread your thighs a little wider and let me work on you, sweetheart. Let me eat your sweet little pussy.”

  She tried to do as he said but it seemed like every muscle in her body wanted to tense up. Her stomach was fluttering and her skin felt incredibly sensitive, almost as though it was suddenly too tight for her body. But she knew that if she didn’t let Rast finish, she would never reach that elusive peak. Never find out what happened when the wire inside her snapped.

  Releasing her grip on his hair, she forced herself to relax and spread her thighs wider, giving him even greater access.

  “That’s good,” Rast murmured, kissing the inside of one thigh gently. “Very good, sweetheart. But you didn’t have to let go of my hair—I like knowing how much you’re enjoying yourself.”

  “Oh…I thought…though maybe I was hurting you.” Nadiah slipped her fingers into his thick, light brown hair again.

  He grinned. “I’ll probably have a hell of a headache later but it’s worth it. So don’t worry—just do what feels good.” With that, he lowered his head again and gave her another long lick, flattening his tongue so that he tasted every part of her pussy at once.

  Nadiah moaned and prepared herself for more, waiting for the wire to snap. But this time, it wasn’t only his tongue on her pussy that made her gasp and cry. As he started to tease her swollen clit again, drawing circles around it with his tongue tip until she thought she would go insane, she felt first one, then two of his thick fingers slide deep into her pussy and begin to move.

  “Oh…oh, Goddess!” she gasped. This is how he’d do it, she thought as he continued the steady pumping motion, thrusting deeply inside her virgin pussy as he continued to lap and tease her clit. This is how he would make love to me…how he would fuck me.

  The forbidden thought, almost as much as his careful penetration, was what finally made the wire snap and sent her spinning over the edge of pleasure. Her hands tightened in his hair and she wailed his name, her entire body arching in a spasm of pure need as he gave her what she’d been begging for.

  “Rast…oh, Rast!” Nadiah chanted his name like a prayer, pumping her hips in time to the rhythm he’d started with his tongue and fingers. Pleasure washed over her like warm water, drenching her completely as her release went on and on. It was as though years of frustration and forbidden thoughts, over a decade of building sexual need had finally come to a single searing point in her soul and she was exploding from within.

  Rast rode out her orgasm, the fingers of his free hand digging into her thigh as he stayed with her no matter how she bucked. He seemed to relish her pleasure almost as much as she did and he didn’t stop licking and sucking and pumping his fingers inside her until Nadiah finally relaxed completely.

  “Oh…” she whispered, her whole body feeling flushed and warm and totally relaxed. “Oh Goddess, that was unbelievable. Amazing.”

  “Fucking amazing,” Rast agreed in a low growl. Holding her eyes with his own, he slowly withdrew his two fingers and sucked them clean of her honey. Then he was on the bed with her again, taking her into his arms. “You’re gorgeous when you come, you know that?” he whispered hoarsely, and then took her mouth in a long, passionate kiss.

  Nadiah moaned when she realized what he was doing—sharing her own unique and secret flavor with her, feeding it to her on his tongue as he penetrated her mouth the same way he’d penetrated her pussy.

  I taste good, she thought deliriously. Who could have imagined? But she did. Hot and wet and sweet, she loved the flavor of herself mixed with the warm taste of Rast’s tongue. Loved the intimate act of sharing this secret part of herself with him. It felt so good, so right…

  And then suddenly, Rast broke the kiss and rolled away from her.

  “What…what’s wrong?” Feeling disoriented from the passionate kiss and the intense pleasure she’d just experienced, Nadiah looked at him in confusion. “What’s wrong?” she asked again. “Why did you stop?”

  “Had to stop.” Rast’s deep chest was heaving in and out as he dragged air into his lungs. “Can’t…can’t do anymore or I won’t be able to help myself. To keep myself from…” He trailed off, shaking his head but Nadiah knew what he meant.

  He’s talking about taking me, she thought and a shiver of pleasurable fear ran through her. Making love to me right here and now, changing the color of my eyes even though he promised not to.

  A single look down between Rast’s muscular legs confirmed it. The towel which had been wrapped around his waist had come off and Nadiah could see his long, thick shaft pulsing between his thighs in time with his heartbeat. It was a darker shade than the rest of his body and the broad, blunt head was already leaking a slippery clear liquid.

  His seed, she thought. That which could change the color of my eyes. Despite the inherent danger, she longed to stroke that angry looking shaft, to sooth and pleasure him as he had pleasured her. To taste his salty seed.

  Without thinking about it, she reached out to wrap her fingers around his thickness and began caressing his cock.

  * * * * *

  Going down on her, hearing her cries and gasps and moans while he tasted her sweet, soft little pussy had almost been Rast’s undoing. All he could think about was rolling her over, spreading her thighs and thrusting his cock as deep into her soft, unresisting body as he could.

  Can’t, he told himself, half delirious with lust. Can’t. Have to stop. Have to—And that was when he felt her soft little hand on his swollen shaft.

  Rast nearly jumped out of his skin. “God, sweetheart,” he gasped, half sitting up. “Don’t! You shouldn’t!”

  “Why not?” Nadiah looked up at him, her deep blue eyes sparkling. “Why can’t I touch you as you touched me? Explore you as you explored me?”

  “It’s dangerous,” he ground out. “You don’t understand, Nadiah, I might lose control.”

  “Lose control and take me, you mean?” A naughty little smile curved the corners of her pink lips. “Well now, wouldn’t that be a shame? I guess I’d have no choice but to spread my thighs and let you…let you fuck me.”

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