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My shivering breath fills the air as he licks at my pussy furiously, up and down my lips, around my hole, and then back to my clit.
He moves forward, opening his mouth so that I’m consumed with his hot breath, his upper lip pushed against my clit and his lower lip on my hole.
His hands grip onto my thighs, pulling me toward him, as though he can’t get enough of me.
I yell and cry out as the euphoria starts to hum louder and more insistently inside of me, my womb starting to boil with my need for him.
I push my hips against his mouth.
He growls through his consuming movements, and I know he likes it, that he’s telling me to keep going. I rock my hips and he grinds his mouth up and down me, making animal feasting noises, my hole making wet noises as he slides his tongue in and out of it.
Everything down there is so hot, burning up, scorched.
I can’t take it anymore.
“Liam, oh, God. I’m going to—”
“Argh,” he roars through his licking, his kissing, his claiming.
My whole body quakes like my skin is going to burn up. Euphoric heat touches every part of me, blazing through me like a wildfire. I clamp my thighs around his face as the orgasm pulses, my clit thrumming, my hips twitching as though invisible puppet strings tug at them.
Finally, after what feels like a blissful eternity, I slowly return back to reality.
I’m conscious of the stairs behind me, the door to the parking lot. Kayley and Ryan could be approaching the club’s entrance any minute now, deciding that they want to help with the decorating.
I’m conscious of how public this is.
And yet I don’t care as much as I should. All I can really feel is Liam’s mouth against my sex, his breath whispering one last time before he leans back and stares up at me, lips glistening with my wetness.
“Fuck,” he growls. “You’re perfect. You’re just fucking perfect.”
Chapter Eight
Liam
I can’t help but stare at her ass as she stands on the stepladder, straightening a Valentine’s day banner. She leans forward, gripping the wall with one hand to steady herself.
I walk close to her, both to get a better look at that round juicy ass and to make sure that she’s not going to fall.
Protective, ferocious fear moves through me when I think about her falling.
I need to keep her safe. I need to keep her womb safe.
Her destiny – a concept I didn’t even believe in before I met Lola – is to take my seed and have my babies.
“Are you trying to drive me crazy?” I snarl, my cock still rock hard from when she creamed for me on the stairs.
The way she shivered at the end, her thick luscious thighs tightening around my face, replays again and again in my mind. Her taste is a phantom on my tongue, compelling me to take her again.
“You should be working,” she says, slowly descending the ladder. She turns to me when she reaches the floor, her smile twitching in that just-Lola sassy way. “Not ogling your employee.”
“Employee?” I laugh, stepping forward so that we’re almost touching.
“Well, sort of, but …”
The predator in me is gratified when she takes in a sharp breath, her chest quivering, her breasts giving a little shake. She knows that she’s my prey, that she’ll always be my prey. Beneath the banter and the playfulness, there’s a beastly need that can only be satisfied with the curvy fullness of her body.
“Last time I checked,” she says, a little breathy now.
She must be able to see the carnivore in my eyes. And she’s my meat, rich and juicy, her pussy so perfect for eating it takes all my self-control not to tackle her to the floor and do it again.
I only hold myself back because I know I won’t be able to resist the urge to fuck her this time. I’ll make her cream again, getting her good and slick, and then bring the swollen mass of my cock to her hole and drive up inside.
I’ll try and fuck her slowly, easing her virgin cunt into it.
But she turns me into an animal.
I know I’ll end up taking her hard, pounding my cock into her fresh hole until it’s forced to widen enough to let me all the way inside of her. Her womb even wetter, even needier for the pleasure.
She’ll cream, even more, rivers of thick white squirting pleasure streaming down my prick.
“Last time you checked … what?” I snarl.
“Um, you weren’t paying me. So I’m not your employee. But the way you’re looking at me is sort of distracting, you know. I forgot what I was going to say.”
I smirk. I move a little closer. I could reach out and touch her now.
“And how am I looking at you?”
