He met my gaze, and I shivered all over. His green eyes were heavy-lidded. Seductive. He knew what he was doing to me, but I was also doing it to him. The thought made me happy.

Something about him. Why was I so attracted to such a jerk? Yes, he was physically a very appealing specimen, and clearly we had amazing sexual chemistry.

But I was feeling something more. Something I didn’t want to be feeling.

Before I could dwell on it too much longer, he clamped his mouth onto my pussy.

And that was all it took. I soared into a climax. Just from the touch of his lips on my most sensitive tissue.

He groaned, the vibration spurring me further into climax.

I bit my lip to keep from crying his name.

Couldn’t give him that satisfaction. Couldn’t—

“Yes, Rock! Yes!”

He moved his mouth away for a second. “Good, baby. That’s good. Come. Come for me.” Then clamped it back down, sucking on my clit.

I grabbed fistfuls of my comforter and arched my back. The sensation was all too much, all too—

Two of his thick fingers breached my heat, massaging my G-spot, and I flew again.

Two orgasms in about two minutes.

Crazy.

He continued to groan as he devoured me.

“I could eat you all night, baby,” he said against my folds. “All fucking night.”

Fine by me. Though I’d be a puddle of butter by morning. Which also sounded fine.

He tugged on my labia as he continued to fuck me with his fingers. I closed my eyes, reveling in the intensity, the sensation, the emotion swirling through me.

Emotion I didn’t want.

I tumbled into another climax and then another.

Another.

Another.

Until my body sank into the bed.

“More,” he said. “Give me one more.”

“Can’t.”

“Can.” He swirled his tongue over my clit and pressed his finger into a spot so deep that I rocketed skyward once more.

So intense, so… God, like nothing I’d ever felt before. I sank down this time, sank into the depths of the ocean where nothing existed except the two of us and this orgasm.

When I finally stopped spasming, I lay limp, whimpering.

“That was hot, baby,” he said. “Did you know you could squirt?”

“I… What?”

“Squirt. A G-spot orgasm. I’ve never been with a woman who could do it.”

“I… What?”

He laughed and crawled up next to me. “You’ve never squirted before?”

“Not that I know of,” I said weakly.

“I’d love to talk about it some more, but I really need to get my cock inside you.”

“Yeah. Okay.”

He climbed on top of me and thrust into me.

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Rock

Home. Sweet. Home.

Damn.

Damn it all to hell.

This woman was pure paradise with heaven between her legs.