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she moved forward to clasp herself to him again.
The tips of her nipples, hard and tight buds, ached as they brushed across his chest. One of his hands
left her back to slide up her ribcage, cupping a breast before letting a thumb stroke over the nub.
Oh. She gasped at the electric tingle that shot through her, then cried out as he bent her back and
ducked his head so his mouth could grasp her nipple. How one wet mouth around her aureole could
feel so could good she didn t understand, but oh, how she liked it.
In a flurry of motion that startled her, he placed her on her back on the bed. He loomed over her, his
lower body resting between her legs. His hands bracketed her while he stared down at her with eyes
that faintly glowed.
His position of dominance gave her pause and something of her hesitation must have shown in her
expression, because he held himself back. We can stop. And he would too. He d leave and walk
away, leaving her wanting. Aroused. She shook her head. Touch me, Solus. Teach me more.
His nostrils flared and the smoldering intensity in his eyes deepened. You are so fucking beautiful,
he growled.
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A smile curved her lips, the motion becoming more and more familiar. I know the feeling. It is most
strange, but enjoyable.
No, the feeling is fucked up. This though is enjoyable. He dipped his head and again caught her
nipple, but this time he used his teeth along with his lips, grazing the tender flesh, biting it before
sucking it into his mouth. She arched under him, pleasure suffusing every inch of her frame.
And still it wasn t enough. Her cored ached, swollen and wet, for once wanting something to fill it.
But he wasn t in the right position.
Digging her fingers into his shoulders, she forced herself to remain conscious of his real flesh. She
ordered her bionic hand to not grip him too tight as she tugged at him, but he wouldn t budge.
Wouldn t move back up to kiss her lips and give her what she craved his cock. Instead, he moved
lower, his lips blazing a trail of fire over her belly. His soft breath sparking shivers as he reached the
waistband of her trousers. He undid her pants and pressed his face against her mound, and F814
No, I am Fiona, she reminded herself moaned. His hands caught the fabric and pulled it down all
the way, baring her to his view, not that she felt shame. She owned a perfectly functional body. That
Solus thinks is beautiful. His earlier comment still warmed her in a way she didn t quite grasp but
enjoyed. However, his hot breath against her cleft heated her even more.
She wondered what he intended, her memories and database having no entry for what a male could do
with his face between her legs, although she knew what a female could do in the same position.
Apparently, that sexual act could go two ways.
He touched her, slid a knuckle over her sex in a sensual caress that shocked her. She nearly jumped
out of her skin with the sensation. He did it again, this time nudging something that made her cry out
and her hips twitch. As if that weren t torture enough, he then licked her there and she screamed.
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It felt so good. The more he lapped at her, quick flicks of his wet tongue, the more a strange sensation
coiled inside her. Every time he laved her tender spot, the tighter her channel clenched, the muscles
trembling and on edge, but the edge of what? He thrust a digit into her as he licked, then another,
sliding them in and out of her moist sex, while she whimpered, the sound slipping unbidden from her
lips.
Come for me, Fiona, he whispered against her. Let yourself go.
Did she have the ability to do what he asked? Could she let herself& ? Oh yes she could!
The tidal wave of pleasure took over her body, and she bowed on the bed as it shook her frame. Solus
did not relent though, plunging his fingers in and out as he lapped at her, then sucked at her sensitive
flesh. A second wave of bliss shuddered through her and she screamed his name, her fists clenched in
the sheets as she orgasmed. Maybe even died.
Who cared? It felt so good.
When she finally managed to calm herself, and take note of her surroundings, she found herself held in
Solus s arms.
That was amazing, she said in wonderment.
It was, he agreed.
But she frowned as she felt a hard nudge against her buttocks.
You did not ease yourself, she observed turning on her side to face him.
His dark eyes met her gaze as he reached up a hand and stroked stray strands of hair from her face.
You needed this. Needed to know that you can have pleasure.
And I would not have felt pleasure if you penetrated me? she asked.
He chuckled. No, you would have, but I wanted you to see that not all males are selfish and
concerned about their personal carnal needs.
You still thought you would be taking advantage of me, didn t you? she accused.
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He shrugged. A little.
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