before circling over the nub again. He sucked and nipped at it while his fingers moved in and out of her body.
She bucked wildly, the sensations building at her core. The pressure tightening as she felt her orgasm building. He ran his tongue over the nub once more before plunging it deep inside her. Her body arched from the bed, pressing against his face. She clawed at his hair, grinding her hips, widening her knees, desperate to open herself to him.
She felt the vibrations of his growl between her legs. Her eyes widened and she looked down. He was lost in her. Lapping at her juices. Thirsting to taste her. His tongue on a mission to make her feel pleasure, and holy shit it was working.
She gripped the sheets in her fists.
“I’m going to come, Crawford. Please don’t stop. Don’t fucking stop.”
She screamed as he pressed her knees wide to the mattress and forced his tongue as far as it could go into her. The shaking started from the inside as it started to spill through her body, taking the control away from her and handing Crawford the reins.
He sucked hard against her, then rose from the spot between her legs. His hands were on his belt buckle. He worked the jeans over his legs and tossed them on the floor. Mila sat forward to shed the shirt from his chest. Her fingers raked over the ridges of his chest, landing on the waistband on his boxers.
“I need you, Mila.” He pressed her hand against the hard steel between his legs, and he let a groan slip into the air.
She nodded. “I-I’ve wanted you so long. I can’t believe this is happening.” She wanted to hit pause. She wanted to suspend this moment in time. The moment when Crawford Highland took her to his bed and worshipped her body with his hands and mouth.
She lay on the bed, anxious for him.
He stepped out of his boxers and her jaw almost dropped. His cock pulsed with want for her. It was long and hard, rigid and thick. She’d never wanted anything so desperately in her life.
He leaned toward her lips, kissing her slowly. His tongue sliding over her mouth as he settled between her legs. She could feel his shaft pressed against her. She wanted to open for him, pull him deep inside her and keep him there, but Crawford was in control. They were moving at his pace.
She realized he had always been in control. It didn’t matter that she was a smart and independent woman, she had given her heart to him the minute they met. Now she was about to give him her body. She wanted him to know all of it. He had to know before he sank himself deep inside her.
He propped himself on his elbows, staring into her eyes. “I better get a condom.”
She grabbed his wrist. “No.” She stopped him from rolling off her.
“No?” he asked. She saw the lust fill his eyes.
“I need to feel you. All of you,” she whispered. The ache for him was so powerful it had started humming in her veins. “I’m on birth control. You don’t have to worry.”
“But…” he hung his head, keeping his body balanced over her. “It has a completely different meaning.” He kissed her shoulder.
“I know it does.” She had waited to say these words. “I’m in love with you, Crawford. I’ve always been in love with you.”
His lips moved to hers, kissing her deeply. “I should have seen you. I was too focused on the wrong things.”
Her heart fluttered in her chest. The words invaded all her senses. For an entire year she had waited for him to notice her. See her. Laugh with her. Strategize with her. Ask her to dinner. Ask her to stay over. Make love to her.
“That’s why I need all of you like this. Nothing between us,” she explained.
His head dipped toward her breast. His tongue running over her nipple. She perked at the sensation.
“Ohh,” she moaned.
She loved how he sucked her into his mouth. She felt the building in her core tightening again.
“I always thought my mate would be someone like me.” He kissed between her breasts. “But now I see how
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