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“Yes,” I pant. Why is that so hot?
“I’m not sure I can stop tasting you myself to let you do that.” He hums as if he’s trying to make up his mind. I squirm, waiting for him to answer, and suck in a breath when his fingers run across my slit, scooping some of my slick. He rubs my peaked nipples with those same digits, spreading the substance.
He blows across the wetness, making me shudder. It feels like ice against my heated skin. He doesn’t wait to lick the slick clean, running the length of his tongue across the pebbled buds before drawing circles. Goddamn, the man is working me over like he has a map to my body.
The pleasure in my nipples zips through me, targeting my clit. Instinctively, my legs move to close, wanting to alleviate the desire building to the point of combustion, but Kyle’s kneeling between them. He smirks against my skin, knowing what he’s doing to me.
Thankfully, he doesn’t make me suffer in my need. His fingers dip into my opening again. This time he targets my G-spot, grazing over it with his fingertips while using his thumb against my clit.
The pressure builds in my core, and his teeth scrape against my nipple, sending a shock of pleasure rocketing through my body. I can’t take it any longer and grip his hair, yanking his head to me so I can kiss the fuck out of him. I need him closer, as close as we can get.
Kyle’s tongue sweeps through my mouth, dancing with mine in a passion fueled frenzy. It’s like we’re feeding each other’s desire, making it build and build with nowhere to go. At least not yet. It’ll find a release when we reach the perfect combination. I’m willing to bet it’ll include his knot.
There’s so much slick pouring from me that his fingers move in and out with no issue. The friction against my bundle of nerves has me arching into his touch. “Come for me, Peardrop. Come on my fingers like the perfect omega you are.”
I don’t even have time to process his words. My body simply gives my alpha exactly what he wants. He wraps his arm around me, holding me close, kissing from my cheek down my neck. I shudder against him as my pussy pulses around his finger. The pleasure moving through my body as pears mix with decadent caramel in the air.
When I’m done, his fingers slip free, and he brings them to his mouth, holding my gaze as he sucks them clean. It’s too much of a tease. I can’t take it any longer. I need to taste his cock, I need to know if his cum is as sweet as his scent.
With more strength than I thought was possible, I flip us. Something coming over me, rushing through my body. We both stare at each other for a second with wide eyes, before I’m snapping out of it and moving down his body. Of course, I take advantage of the situation and glide my hands over his defined muscles on my way to his cock.
The impressive length rests against his stomach, but jumps when my breath feathers across it. I can’t stop the huge fucking grin on my face, knowing I’m about to find out the answer to my burning question.
His warmth sinks into my palm as I wrap my hand around him, holding his dick at the perfect angle. Heavy notes of caramel waft around me, like I’m standing over a fresh pot of it and the steam is curling around my face.
As if he’s tempting me to him, more precum builds at his tip until it’s dripping along the side of his head, mocking me into action. My tongue darts out, catching the drip, and the sweetest butterscotch flavor bursts across my tastebuds. It’s like there’s a party in my mouth.
This might be a problem. I knew he’d be delicious, but not this good. I might become addicted.
Needing more, I wrap my lips around him, swirling my tongue around the tip, gathering every morsel of this taste. He groans, and the roughness makes my heart skip a beat. I need to hear it again, the sound of his pleasure like a soft caress against my clit.
I take more of him into my mouth, sucking his length, moving my hand up and down. Kyle’s hands thread through my hair, holding me gingerly. Flicking my eyes to his, I hold his hooded gaze. There’s nothing but unconditional love swirling in the depths. His lips part and the moan that comes out has shivers trailing along my spine.
“Fuck, baby, that feels amazing,” he rasps, but a second later he has his hands under my arms and drags me up his body until I’m straddling him. His knot rests against my core, making me clench. “But I can’t let you continue.”
“Why?” I pout.
“Because your hot as sin mouth makes me want to blow my load, and as much as I’d like that, I want to knot you even more.” My pussy clenches with the thought, as if to remind me how empty she is. Fuck, yes. I need his knot.
Reaching between my legs, I grasp him once more, this time to line him up with my opening. His tip hits my clit, and I realize I need to lean forward more to be able to sink onto him since he’s so long.
We both moan as my opening wraps around his tip and he sinks inside. Goddamn, he feels good. I move my hands to his shoulders to help keep my balance, and his land on my hips, guiding my movements.
Kyle hisses, drawing my gaze from where I’m staring at his length disappearing inside me. “Ver, you’re so warm. It’s like molten lava wrapping around my cock, but like, in a good way.”
Now that he mentions it, everything feels hot. Sweat prickles at my forehead and my skin feels tight like when you have a sunburn. Every movement I make has cold air brushing against me. Even his hands on my hips are like ice cubes holding me.
I press my body against his, my nipples poking into his chest, making me tremble with the chilled sensation. After a few minutes of working myself along his length, pausing to get used to the stretch multiple times along the way, his knot kisses against my opening.
A moan slips free at the thought of having to work myself onto it. I want it so badly, but with the size, it’ll take some time. “Kyle,” I whimper, staring at where his knot rests against me.
“It’ll fit, Peardrop. Don’t worry, we’ll get it in you.” His hands glide along my sides, touching me, enjoying the softness of my skin until he has one arm banded around my lower back, and the other hand slides up my chest, forcing me to arch my back. His mouth dips to my breasts, peppering kisses until he’s sucking on my nipple.
He guides me into riding his cock. It rocks in and out as he plays with my breasts, using his tongue and teeth. My mouth is dry with how hot it is in here and with how much I’m panting. “Kiss me,” I beg.
I don’t have to ask a second time. He releases my nipple with a pop and kisses his way to my mouth. Our tongues tangle in slow, languid strokes. It touches my heart, the care he’s taking with me. But at the same time, this isn’t what I need right now. I need so much more. I need his fucking knot. Right freaking now.
A cramp shoots through my stomach and sickly sweet pears hang heavy in the air, pressing in on us. Kyle’s pheromones meet mine as if there’s a conversation happening between our bodies. Suddenly, everything takes on a frantic urgency.
