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eye contact, and she groaned at the sudden absence of that incredibly talented tongue.

“Everything okay?” His mouth was wet with her, his pupils wide and dark. “If I do something you don’t like, just tell me. Or if you want me to stop—”

Okay, enough talking. Back to licking.

“I’ll let you know if I have any complaints.” She lightly pushed at his shoulders and raised her hips again, because God, please. “In the meantime, for the love of—”

Even as a demigod, he’d never looked quite so self-satisfied.

“Say no more.”

Tangling her fingers in his hair, she let out a breathy, appreciative gasp at the darting flick of his tongue. Jesus, if he’d learned that swirling motion for a role, as he had so many of his other impressive skills, she was applauding his choice of parts and possibly nominating him for a retroactive porn award of some sort.

He was sucking on her clit again, flicking it with his tongue, and his thumb was circling her entrance, pressing just inside and rubbing around and around, and she was rocking and arching against him, grinding against his mouth as her chin tipped back and her world became brightness behind her eyelids. Fuck. Fuck.

And then—

His mouth was gone. He was scrambling off the bed, reaching for his jeans, and she lay there and trembled in near-orgasm and scowled at him with the full force of her displeasure.

His hands were unsteady too as he smoothed the condom over his cock, and he winced apologetically as he caught her eye.

“Wasn’t sure I could last long enough inside you for a third orgasm, and I want to feel you come around my dick.”

“Hmph.” That was reasonable enough, she supposed, and she stopped glaring. “Do you want on top, or . . .”

He flopped down on the mattress, his face flushed and eager and oddly young. “I’d love to have you ride me, if that’s good for you. So I can watch you above me.”

Her own face warmed at that, and the pleasure wasn’t entirely sexual.

She straddled his lean hips. And because she was apparently a vindictive bitch when sexually frustrated, she took her time about positioning him and sinking down on his cock. She lowered herself slowly, swallowing him inch by inch, eyes locked to his, hands braced on his thighs behind her as he stretched her wide.

“April,” he protested, but he had no right to complain, and he knew it.

She was so slick and ready, the penetration was nothing but pleasure for her, and she clenched around his thickness within her and smiled with her own brand of smugness as she slid down, down, down on him.

By the time she was done, by the time she had his cock hot and hard and wholly within her, he was panting and hitching his hips against her weight, his blue-gray eyes dazed and frantic. But in that position, with her size, she had the power now.

Leaning forward, she tucked her hair behind her ears and petted his dampening chest.

“Everything okay?” Shit, she had to grind against him. Just a little, because she was still so very close, and her eyes went half-lidded with the jolt of sensation. “If I do something you don’t like—”

“Yes, yes.” His smile was tight and pained but genuine. “I’ll let you know.”

She forced herself to still. “I’m taunting you, obviously.”

He huffed out a little laugh. “Obviously.”

“But I mean it too,” she told him.

“I know. I appreciate that.” Each of his hard breaths lifted that flat belly, shifting her like an ocean’s wave. “Now let me—”

His thumb found her clit and rubbed slowly, and she closed her eyes entirely.

Oh. Oh. Yes.

Leaning back again, she braced herself and began to rock on him. Not up and down, because she was too far gone for that. Back and forth, against that agile, teasing thumb, as his cock filled her and spread her wide.

“April.” His other hand was squeezing her hip in a possessive hold. “April.”

When he shifted beneath her, she cried out, the bolt of pleasure between her thighs unexpected. Despite her weight, he was lifting his hips beneath her in shallow, short thrusts, fucking her from below as she clutched his thighs, his lifted knees, anything she could take hold of. Fuck, he was so strong, so hard within her, swelling and somehow pressing deeper, rubbing her inside and out, and his thumb—

The pressure burst, and she was making loud, harsh sounds, clenching around him again and again, heedless of anything but how fucking good he

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