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I don’t know if it’s pity or need that pulls him away from my breasts, but whatever it is has him spreading my legs and settling his large body between them. Deacon keeps his eyes on my face as he lowers his mouth to my dripping cunt.
I suck in a sharp breath with the first flick of his tongue.
I whimper in need with the second.
“That’s it,” he murmurs.
And then, he slides a finger inside me, and I can’t stop the obscene moan that slips from between my lips. One finger becomes two, thrusting slowly as his tongue works my clit in the most exquisite way.
Wanting even more, I spread my legs wider and rock my hips, pressing my pussy against his face. Deacon doesn’t care. He’s totally into it. He groans, licking and sucking harder, curling his fingers to hit a spot inside that has me coming apart all over his tongue. My thighs squeeze his head and my back bows, arching off the bed as I cry out, pleasure pulsing through me in unending waves.
The waves keep coming and Deacon keeps going, keeps moving his tongue, keeps thrusting his fingers in and out of my tight, wet hole.
He doesn’t stop.
Not until I come a second time, and my eyes roll back, and my body locks up before it gives out completely, leaving me a panting mess in the middle of his sheets.
As I try to catch my breath, he pulls away, wiping away the wetness that drips from his chin. Deacon sits back on his heels and looks at me, his grin practically feral when he sees the way he’s wrecked me so completely.
“You're perfect,” he groans, moving to hover over me again.
He lowers his mouth to mine and when my lips part, allowing him to slip inside, I discover I taste even sweeter on his tongue.
CHAPTER FOUR
DEACON
“I need to feel you,” Leila tells me with a hint of desperation in her tone.
I told her I’d give her everything, so I force myself away from her tight little body long enough to stand and strip off my jeans. Once they’ve dropped, I hook my thumbs in the band of my boxer briefs, smirking as Leila’s hungry gaze eats up the sight of my cock as I lower them to the floor.
Fuck, she does wondrous things for a man’s ego.
The quiet whimper that just slipped from her lips.
The way she’s looking at me right now, wide-eyed and wanting.
How incredibly fucking wrecked she looks after coming on my tongue.
I feel like a motherfucking god.
And I’m not nearly done with her yet.
Rounding the bed, I reach into the drawer of my nightstand and grab a condom, tossing it onto the bed near the pillows.
Leila watches without uttering a single sound as I crawl back onto the bed and resume my position above her. I lower my mouth to hers kissing her hard and deep, groaning when the tip of my cock nudges against her opening.
For the first time in my life, I’m tempted to slip inside a woman bare.
I want to feel Leila with nothing between us.
But I won’t.
Before I fall into temptation, I grab the condom, rip it open, and sheath my throbbing cock.
Holding my dick in my hand, I slide the tip through her folds, back and forth, teasing her a few times. She makes a breathy little noise every time it glides over her clit and as much as I love hearing it, teasing her is only teasing me and prolonging the pleasure for us both. When she digs her fingernails into the flesh of my shoulders, I line myself up and press inside slowly, relishing the way she moans as my cock sinks into the warmth of her pussy.
The tightness and pressure are almost too much, and I groan, biting my lip as my eyes roll back from the overwhelming sensations.
