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and his hands cup my ass, squeezing and pulling me against his mouth. Oh my heavens, his mouth! I’m lost, writhing and moaning on the bed, unable to help the cries escaping my throat. I clutch and claw at him, begging him to stop, begging him not to, wanting it to last forever and wanting it to end in some final, ecstatic release.
    I remember his words from earlier that night and they come out of my mouth, I’m not sure if they’re an exclamation or a warning, but I am, I’m coming. The wet lap of his tongue makes me explode with feeling, sweet surges of feeling, and I grip his hair and pull him as close as I can, grinding myself against his mouth.
    I can barely breathe when he finally stops. I’m really begging him to stop now, the sensation so intense I can’t take anymore. He kisses his way up my trembling thighs, licking that little wonder, my navel, his tongue, that glorious tongue, pausing at each nipple for a taste.
    “Zeph, that was…” I breathe, unable to finish the sentence. I’m not sure what that was—but whatever it was, I liked it. A lot.
    “I thought you might enjoy that.” He smirks, but his smile fades and his eyes darken when I reach for and grasp his cock in my fist. Oh, so hard. It’s like steel.
    “Do you like it too?” I tilt my head as I stroke him, the same motion I’d seen him do.
    He nods, biting his lip when I squeeze. I like watching his pleasure, knowing I’m the one causing it. There’s something powerful about it. This thought leads to another question. One that fills my chest with heat.
    “You’ve done this before?” I ask, knowing the answer. “Sex, I mean… with… other women?”
    “Yes.” His hips move, all on their own, his eyes half-closed. “And this sounds like a bullshit line any guy would give you, but it’s true. Sam, it’s never been like this before.”
    “What do you mean?” My eyes narrow. I’m suspicious. He’s probably been with dozens of women. The way he looks, probably more like hundreds. How can I be any different?
    “I can’t explain it.” His mouth is right against my ear, sending sweet shivers through me. My wet pussy throbs to life again, just having him thrusting into my hand, imagining him inside of me. “I’m drawn to you. I can’t seem to help myself.”
    “Why would you want to?” I rub my thumb over the tip, spreading sticky fluid.
    “Because I can’t keep you,” he whispers, and there’s so much sadness in it, my heart feels like it’s breaking, and I finally understand that strange human phrase. A heart can’t really break, but I’ll be damned if mine doesn’t feel like it is. “I wanted you from the first moment I saw you. But I knew it was impossible. And then, tonight, coming in and finding you on my couch…”
    “Naked,” I remind him, squeezing his hard length in my hand, remembering too. I’ve been human for just a few hours, but that moment feels like a lifetime ago. How is that possible? Time is a funny thing.
    “Very fucking naked.” He groans, hips moving to match my motion. “So beautiful it hurt. It was like you’d been given to me as a gift, and I wanted you even more.”
    “That’s why I’m here,” I admit, swallowing at the confession. “Because I wanted you so much. So very much.”
    “I guess I shouldn’t be wasting time wishing for more time.” He nuzzles my neck, my ear. “But you make me so… hungry.”
    “Hungry?” I smile. That’s a feeling I know.
    “Believe me, I’ve been hungry before.” He lifts his head to meet my eyes. They’re dark with an emotion I don’t quite understand. “I’ve known hunger most people will never experience. But you… you make me ravenous.”
    “Zeph—” I frown, trying to make sense of his words.
    “Now that I have you, I can’t get enough.” His words override mine, and I let them. His are more urgent. The feeling in his eyes tells me that. “There’s something about you that makes my blood sing, little one. You’re like a