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“It…hurt. In a good way. I almost came from the feel of your teeth biting into me.”
    He ignored the ever-growing hardness between his legs and brought the vision to life. He licked each nipple, flicked his tongue over them, and then drew one deep into his mouth. He sucked roughly, captured the tight bud between his teeth and bit it lightly.
    “Like that?”
    “Yes,” she gasped.
    He circled her areola with his tongue, squeezing her other breast with his hand and feeling her heart pounding against his palm. His cock was so stiff he could barely move. He brushed his tongue over her flushed skin, then cupped her breasts and pushed them together so he could feast on both nipples. He was rougher than usual, nibbling on each turgid bud, sucking so hard he thought he might hurt her. But she didn’t seem to be in distress. Instead she moaned relentlessly, tangled her fingers in his hair and held onto his head to keep it on her tits.
    With a ragged breath, he pul ed back. “What else happened in the vision?”
    “You kissed your way down my body.” With a satisfied nod, he dragged his mouth south.
    He didn’t leave one inch of her smooth, creamy skin unkissed. He circled her bel y button with his tongue, rubbed his lips over her hipbones, her flat stomach, al the way down to her bare cunt.
    She moaned and arched her hips, thrusting into his waiting mouth.
    “Did I lick you in the vision?” he muttered.
    She responded with a soft sigh, which he took as a yes.
    Parting her thighs with his palms, he pressed his lips to her and gave her one lazy lick. She tasted so damn sweet he couldn’t help but lap up her juices, before pushing his tongue inside her wet hole, thrusting in and out.
    “What else?” he demanded, lifting his mouth a fraction of an inch. “What else did I do?”
    “You…sucked on my clit.”
    From the way she choked out the words, he could tel she was having trouble speaking. Good. He wanted her mindless with lust, wanted her to realize the pleasure he could bring her, the pleasure only he could bring her.
    His pulse drummed in his ears, making it hard to think, breathe, act. But this wasn’t about him. This was about Mackenzie. He lowered his lips again and flicked his tongue over her swol en clit. When she bucked her hips, he reached for her legs and lifted each one over his shoulders. He tongued her for a few delicious moments, groaning when she wrapped her legs tighter over his shoulders and locked her ankles together.
    Fuck, he didn’t know how long he could hold out.
    His cock was harder than ever, soaked with pre-come and pleading to be inside Mac’s tightness again.
    With a strangled breath, he raised his head and met her glazed eyes. “Did I make you come in the vision?”
    She nodded, her expression tortured and aroused, her cheeks red with desire. “Twice.” He arched a brow. “That’s a tal order.” A tiny grin tugged at the corners of her lush mouth. “I think you can handle it.”
    “I can handle anything you throw my way, baby.” He grinned back then dipped his head between her legs before she had a chance to reply to the arrogant remark.
    Latching his lips over her clit, he sucked the tight bud in his mouth. Mac cried out, the cry transforming into a sexy moan when he shoved one finger deep inside her. He added a second finger, then a third.
    Fingered her hard while he tongued her sweet spot until a low groan slipped from her throat and she exploded.
    “Oh God… Will !”
    Satisfaction
    like
    he’d
    never
    experienced
    penetrated the very core of him, and his name on her lips made his cock twitch uncontrol ably. He nearly blew his load right then and there, from the feel of her clit pulsating against his tongue and her inner muscles clamping down on his fingers. She writhed on the bed, murmuring his name over and over again, and just when he felt her orgasm subside, he moved his other hand to her ass and shoved a finger inside it.
    Another groan, wild with desire, slipped