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Love In Moments (Love Distilled #2)(7)
Author: Scarlett Cole

“As hot as you look in this,” he said, unfastening the clasp of her bra, “you won’t be needing it.” He removed her underwear and heels until she stood as naked as he was. His fingers deliberately scraped across her nipples, traced the line of her clit where he found her to be wet and warm.

“I need more of this,” he said, kneeling in front of her. “Let yourself go, Olivia, I’ve got you.” He gripped her ass with one hand, pulling her towards his face, while his thumb opened her to him. She smelled musky and sweet, her hair trimmed short. With his tongue, he circled her clit. It was red, swollen, aroused. His challenge with Olivia wasn’t physical, it was mental. Maybe it had taken extra foreplay in the past to get her to this point, foreplay he had all night for, but someone had led her to believe that needing foreplay meant something was wrong with her.

“Fuck, Olivia,” he muttered. “You taste so good. So wet. When I slide into you later, I already know it’s going to feel amazing.”

Olivia gripped his hair with both hands as her knees shook. “Anders,” she cried. She bucked once, then a second time against him, and then stopped. He loved the action and, reaching behind her to cup the other cheek of her ass, he began to nudge her towards him and then push her away, savoring the way she rocked against him. The rhythm of his tongue against her clit was constant. She started to take over, holding his hair tighter, changing the angle so he could reach more of her with his tongue.

Perhaps she was getting close, there was an urgency to her movements.

He could tell immediately the moment she was back inside her head. Her grip released, her movements stiffened, and a muffled cry of frustration filled the room.

Gently, he nudged her back onto the bed until she was seated, her feet still on the floor. He took one foot and kissed the tip of her toe before placing it back on the floor in a wider stance. More open for him, he pressed his face against her, not giving a shit about the wetness on his chin. As she writhed, he slid one finger inside her, then a second, making sure to reach for that spot, the one that would help her detonate.

Her stomach clenched, the muscles in her legs were taut. “Anders, oh, yes . . .just like that. Maybe . . .harder.”

He grinned as he nipped her clit gently between his lips. Harder he could do. And if harder was what she liked, then he was going to have a fucking explosive orgasm later. He watched for a moment as his fingers slid out of her, covered in her wetness.

Anders’s balls pulsed at the idea of his own release, a vision of coming in her and on her flashed through his mind before he reined in his baser instincts. She wasn’t his. This wasn’t a relationship. It was just a night of pure fantasy and release for both of them.

She reached for his wrist, hard, and brought him to a standstill. “I need to move,” she gasped.

The idea that she’d done what he asked, that she’d communicated her needs to him, made him smile. He withdrew his fingers from her, his cock twitching as she groaned. Olivia replaced his hand with her own for a moment before she sat up and snatched it away.

“When you commit to a challenge, you really mean it,” she gasped. Her messy hair and flushed cheeks caused his heart to trip in his throat.

It’s just one night.

But the reminder didn’t help as she pushed herself back on the bed.

“Show me,” he said. “Show me what you were about to do to yourself before you became self-conscious about it.”

“I . . . okay,” she whispered.

He stood, mightily aroused, as Olivia placed her fingers into her mouth and sucked on them to wet them. The way her cheeks hollowed out as she looked at him had precum seeping out of his dick. He wiped it with his fingers before he gripped himself hard. He’d never had a problem holding out, but watching Olivia find herself was intoxicating.

Olivia lay back on the bed, placing one arm over her eyes, likely so she didn’t have to look at him, and slid two long fingers between her legs. As they slid inside her, she raised up to meet them . . .a slow undulation that reminded him of slow, early morning sex.

He placed a knee on the bed, then another. With one hand on her knee, he spread her legs wider so he could watch. He studied the way the heel of her hand provided pressure, the way her fingers never fully left her body. A mottled flush of red spread across her chest.

“Let me help you,” he said gruffly. He bent forward and added his tongue to the mix. She moved her fingers slightly so he could reach her clit, so he could lick her fingers as they came out of her, so he could taste her. He slid his hands beneath her ass, pulling her to him.

Olivia began to shake beneath him. “Anders, yes. I’m... I . . .”

With all sense of rhyme and reason lost, she began to shudder, her fingers pressed deep within her, his tongue lapping against her. The cry of pressurized release that escaped her was wrapped in surprise.

He eased her down slowly, savoring the aftershocks that caused her body to tighten for a moment. “Fucking incredible,” he muttered. “Thank you for sharing that with me.”

Olivia reached for him, placing her hand on his shoulder, pulling him up her body.

He lay down against her, loving the way her hips cradled him, the way his skin felt pressed against hers. He kissed her, allowing his tongue to seek hers. Her lips were soft, but her tongue dueled his between gasps for air. “I know you wanted that as much as me,” she whispered. “But now I want you in the same way.”

Anders grinned. “But I have so many more of those I want to give you.”

Her eyes were filled with something he couldn’t express. Desire. Longing. Desperation. He wasn’t sure.

“And I want more,” she replied. “But the next one I want to come from you filling me with this.”

She reached between them and placed her fingers around his dick, giving it slow pumps that matched the way she’d fingered herself.

“Your wish is my command,” he said, reaching for the condoms. Within a moment he had one on and was situated back between her legs. “Here? Like this?”

Olivia propped herself up on her arms. “Just like this. I want to watch you slide into me.”

He lined his cock up with her already swollen entrance. His beard had chafed the sides of her thighs, and the thought that she would still feel it, feel him, in the morning perversely thrilled him. “Ready?”

Olivia bit her lip and nodded.

Anders nudged in an inch, easing back before sliding in a little further. Fuck, the way her swollen lips moved against him, the way she greedily accepted him.

Olivia gasped. “You feel so big already.”

“It’s because you’re already so aroused. Feel it, Olivia. Lie back and take all of me. Let me stretch you and fill you and release everything I’m feeling in you.”

She did as she was told, and he moved so he was lying down on top of her, his large body covering hers. As she threw her hands around his neck, his mouth plundered hers. Her legs wrapped around his waist as he slid his hands beneath her ass to hold her in place, to open her to him so he could finally and fully slide all the way inside her.

They came together in a maelstrom of movement, of friction, of excitement. Anders’s thrusts, with her encouragement, came faster and harder. He slammed home against her, sheathing himself as deeply as he could. His balls began to tighten, a line of pure energy slammed down his spine. Sweat formed between them.

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