abdomen, I brushed the pads of my fingers over his nipples and was surprised when he shivered. Another low groan came out of him and he pressed into my hands.
“Sensitive?” I asked between fervent kisses.
He nodded and also spoke without breaking off the kiss entirely. “Everything seems to be sensitive with you.”
Tingles ran down my spine and across my skin until they exploded like fireworks when they reached my extremities.
“Truth or line?” I asked. If it was a line, it was a fucking good one. Way to make a girl feel special when she only wants to get her rocks off.
“Truth.” He covered one of my hands in his and moved it down slowly enough that I had plenty of time to draw away if I wanted to.
I didn’t.
But I appreciated that he hadn’t just used my hand to grab his own package. The fabric of his scrubs and then the elastic of his underwear brushed against my skin as he guided our joined hands farther down.
“If you don’t believe that it’s true, feel me,” he murmured before sealing his mouth over mine again.
He let go of my hand to continue dragging torturous paths up and down my thighs without ever going high enough. I considered teasing him back, but I was too curious about what he’d meant.
I closed my fist around his rock-hard shaft and his entire body jerked as he hissed into my mouth. “Fuck, April.”
“Like you said, fuck is right.” His skin felt like velvet but I hadn’t even known men could get this hard. There was just about zero give as I squeezed my thumb and forefinger together.
“April,” he said in a tone that made my name sound like a warning before he nipped my lower lip. “If I say stop, you have to stop, okay?”
“Why?” I swiped my thumb across his tip and gathered so much silky wetness that I didn’t really need an answer to my question anymore.
He gave me one anyway. “I’m dangerously close to coming. If you keep doing any of that, it’s going to happen and I’m not ready for it to, unless you want to end this.”
“I’m definitely not ready for it to end.” I eased up on my grip but didn’t let go of him. “Aren’t you supposed to be able to hold back indefinitely until you eventually decide I’ve had enough orgasms?”
He chuckled against my mouth. “Do I look like fucking Hercules to you? No one has that amount of self-control when they need someone as much as I need you right now.”
Another shiver of unadulterated pleasure ran through me. “I knew it couldn’t be true but thanks for confirming for me. You don’t have to hold back with me. If you want to—”
He cut me off with a fierce, demanding kiss that he broke off as abruptly as he started it. “You misunderstand me, April. I’m not done with you yet. You’re fucking killing me. There’s no way I could hold back indefinitely, but I’m okay for now. Just stop when I say so, okay?”
“I’d be insane to refuse that request.”
“I’m glad we’re in agreement.” His lips descended on mine again, but his hands didn’t stop this time. He moved my panties to the side once more, resting one hand on my upper thigh and teasing my clit with his long fingers while the fingers of his other hand played with my entrance.
My back arched and my hips bucked as I tried to get them inside of me. Chris obviously knew what I wanted, but instead of giving it to me, he pulled away to sink to his knees between mine.
He smirked, sliding me to the edge of the mat before bringing his hands back to where I wanted them. “This time, I don’t just want to feel it. I want to taste it, too.”
I spared a moment to think about his kneecaps on the hard floor without one of these mats beneath them, but all thoughts about telling him to grab one evaporated when he put his mouth on me.
Between his tongue and his fingers, I was almost delirious in no time. He nipped, licked, sucked, and stroked me into another orgasm with seemingly no effort at all.
This one was even more powerful than the last. If I hadn’t been hanging onto his shoulders for an anchor, I was pretty sure they’d be picking up pieces of me scattered across all four corners of the globe.
By the time my eyes finally blinked open and my brain