Bad move. Get to the bottom of this later. Linc lifted onto his elbows, and the slight change in stance edged him deeper inside her pulsing heat. “Jesus.” He couldn’t believe it—his dick was almost fricking ready again. Linc cupped her bottom and kneaded her cheeks. “What you do to me, woman.” Unable to resist, he captured her bottom lip, nibbled, and then sucked the swollen plumpness, laving her softness with his tongue. Oh yeah, ready again. His stomach rumbled a complaint. Destiny's taut features slackened. The tiny lines bracketing her narrowed eyes vanished when she glanced down at where their bodies joined. “You're hungry. You didn't really get to eat.” A rosy hue skipped across her throat and face. “No, I didn't. We didn't even get to sixty-nine,” Linc admitted. “You push me over the edge, Destiny.” “Oh.” The breathy pant enchanted him. So shy and so bold all at once, his Destiny; his long-term plans did a three-sixty flip. Dusky rose darkened to cherry, and her lashes fluttered, casting little flickering shadows on her olive skin.
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