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between his cock and her core. Sebastian closed his eyes, wishing he could see her from the front. Her nipples would be dark pink, pebbled into tight buds. Her clit would be swollen and hard, probably peaking out between the folds of her pussy. One hard stroke and she could make him come from the image alone. But she had denied herself this and he would give it to Nicole as her lover for the night.
    “Since I want to get this right…show me how you like your nipples to be touched.”
    Her moan was barely audible. He nipped at her ear lobe as she entwined her fingers with his. He closed his eyes again when she guided his hands to cover her entire breasts. The more he massaged Nicole under her tutelage, the heavier her breathing grew. Her grasp fell away and he tugged lightly at the hardened tips.
    “Like that?”
    “Yes, Sebastian.”
    She said his name, leaving no room to doubt Nicole knew who the night would be spent with, who it was giving her pleasure. A simple thing, one he didn’t ask for, but it aroused him.
    He took his time and waited for the sign to do more for her. Her breasts were full and the tips tight, but he waited until she rocked her hips forward, seeking to sate a thirst. He reached down to the hair covering her mons and spread her open for his exploration. He toyed with the swollen nub until her arousal soaked his middle finger.
    “You’re still not ready.” She whimpered and he bit back the smile. “Don’t move. I want you open for me, just like this. Can you do that for me, Nicole?”
    “Yes,” she said, but it sounded like pleading, begging for something to ease the ache between her legs.
    He moved, away from the heat and slickness of her pussy and laid on his back. Lids low, she glanced back at him, her breath caught on a curse. He scooted forward, putting his face right where he’d finish his payback. She tried to rise up, away from his mouth, but he gripped her thighs.
    “This is what I want,” he said.
    She moaned as his breath feathered along her core. To settle the argument, he licked from around her entrance to the edge of her hooded clit. She trembled above him and moaned deeply.
    “It’s your turn and this is supposed to be for you,” she said. “You know I’m not going to tell you to stop.”
    He chuckled and then flicked his tongue over the swollen hood. She bit back the moan this time and fisted her hands in his hair. He deepened the intimate kiss and effectively silenced any more half-hearted protests. He supped on the taste of her femininity and it filled him more than the meal. Her bouquet was intoxicating. And fuck, his cock throbbed wanting a taste of her again. He held her prisoner to his desire, his mouth, and tongue and made her come. He continued to lick her even while she bucked and rocked against his mouth. This was what he wanted all along: Nicole undone. Oblivious to anything but her own pleasure.
    It was selfish to want her like this. And, quite frankly, he didn’t give a shit as her hold on his hair loosened and she shuddered above him.
    “Oh, you win.” She let out a shaky laugh. “You sadistic son of a bitch.”
    He let her move and she flopped on the bed beside him, a tangle of limbs and soft moans. He rolled and captured her beneath him. “It’s unfortunate for you that now you’re ready.”
    “You’re insatiable.” She sighed and it sounded happy. Relaxed. “Get the condoms the waiter gave you.”
    He laughed out of shock. “I didn’t think you saw the exchange.”
    The light in her eyes darkened. “This isn’t the real me. I’m not like this. If I could feel my legs I’d get up to check my phone.” She let out a chuckle that sounded bitter. “By day I’m a shark.”
    Sebastian had picked up on that much and was curious, but he was going to leave it alone. Bad enough he had a crush, he didn’t want to be some mooning, simpering idiot over her, too. “Even with your shark-like personality, you lost.”
    She shook her head. “I’m
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