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Selina's POV

“Good girl.”

He dove right back in, leaving a trail of kisses down my body. I purred, my back arching involuntarily to meet him as his mouth claimed every inch of my skin. My fingers dug into his back, nails raking angry red lines across his skin.

He turned my face to his, and I looked up at him with pleading eyes. His lips curled into a smirk.

“Keep your eyes open. Don’t close them,” he ordered.

A shiver ran through me. My breath caught as I forced myself to watch him go down on me, his eyes locked with mine the entire time. Heat pooled in my stomach, but self-consciousness crept in. I squeezed my eyes shut, embarrassed.

A sharp sting landed on my inner thigh, forcing my legs apart.

“Ow!” I yelped, kicking at him instinctively. He caught my leg easily, laughter rumbling from his chest.

“Relax,” he teased between chuckles. “You’re so tense.”

“Easy for you to say,” I grumbled under my breath.

His lips brushed my thigh, featherlight kisses trailing closer and closer to wher
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