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“Devoured…fucked by my mouth.”
I could only stare; his words had stolen all my thoughts. His finger traced my slit. I hadn’t realized that he’d let my legs go. Now I was lying there, splayed open without a single thing holding me in place.
The truth was, I couldn’t have moved even if the entire team burst in.
Attraction and curiosity roared through me.
Cayden looked up at me with his first lick against my cunt. His tongue was sinfully hot, a fleshy probe that promised great things to come.
“I was wrong,” he muttered against my skin. “You put peaches to shame. Now, tell me how it feels and what you like, and be descriptive.” He took a deep breath, his warm exhale scalding my thighs. “I’ve never done this before.”
His stunning confession knocked me back on the bed, my elbows giving way so I could melt onto the mattress. Cayden’s tongue licked a long, wet stripe up the length of my cunt before pushing slickly inside me.I’ve never done this before.How was it possible that a guy like Cayden West hadn’t sampled all the pussy he wanted? He was a star hockey player, and girls threw themselves at him on the regular. There was no way he hadn’t gotten enough action to last a normal guy for a lifetime, despite having just turned eighteen. Was he lying? No, I didn’t think he was. I didn’t know why I was so certain. It didn’t make sense.
Cayden lightly bit the inside of my thigh, pulling my attention back to him sharply.
“Hey!”
“Use your words and tell me what feels good. I’m not stopping until I taste your cum.”
“It feels – good,” I managed to get out.
“Hmmm, well, that’s not going to cut it,” he murmured against me, then wet a finger in his mouth and placed it at my entrance. It was thick as hell, a blunt tip ready to pierce me. “I have to be the best at everything I do, Freckles, don’t you know? Best at hockey and best at eating your cunt.”
“That’s some claim to fame,” I gasped as his finger nudged inside me.
His tongue slid up my slit, settling on my clit. Sure, I’d come by touching my clit the other night in the bathroom, but that touch had felt like a blunt hammer compared to the sinuous curl of Cayden’s tongue. I nearly shot off the bed as he circled my clit and worked his finger inside me.
“Words,” he commanded, and then sucked my entire clit between his lips.
“Ahh! Better than good. Fucking great,” I panted.
I could practically feel his grin on my pussy. “Good girl. Keep going.”
His finger twisted inside me like he was turning a screw, and my toes curled.
“More like that, just like that,” I begged, my hands falling to his head.
His shorn hair bristled beneath my fingers, and I held his face against me, shamelessly moving my pussy on his open mouth and killer tongue.
“Please, Cayden,” I babbled. I couldn’t control my words; they were flowing out of me without thought. There was something freeing about just talking, saying whatever went through my head without overthinking it.
He growled against me. “Say my name like that again. Beg me, again,” he ordered.
“Please, Cayden. I’m going to…” I trailed off, a touch of embarrassment coloring my pleasure. My hips stuttered their rhythm under him as shame licked up my spine. What the hell was I doing? What would my parents think? And why the hell was I thinking of them right now?
Cayden interrupted my spiraling thoughts. “You’re going to come, Freckles, all over my face. You have no choice, remember?”
He thrust his finger harder into me and then added another, stretching me. I was so wet that you could hear his fingers fucking in and out of my slick pussy. He was driving me over the edge, circling my clit, flicking it, teasing it.
I screamed when I came, I was so surprised and blindsided by the feeling. Cayden clamped his entire mouth over my folds, dragging his tongue relentlessly up and down while I tensed and pulsed around his fingers.
“Fuck, that’s tight. That virgin little cunt is gonna hurt the first time I fuck you, but don’t worry, I’ll kiss it better afterward.”
He pulled back as I was still riding the wave of the hardest orgasm I’d ever had...and the very first given to me by someone else.
He pumped his fingers lazily into me, drawing out the pulses until I was grabbing at his hand to make him stop, the sensitivity too much.
“Oh my God, that was…” I trailed off, staring at the ceiling, my mind hazy and blissed out. There was a pleasant absence of thought in my head. The pleasure had driven everything out. There was only feeling left.
