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Time tosatethat need.

Not bothering to slowly introduce her to the pleasures of oral sex, I wrap my arms underneath her ass to circle her hips and dive in, licking a firm line from opening to clit.

"Amos!" she squawks, thighs clenching around my head as she tries to squirm away.

How cute. But not a chance.

I growl against her clit and drag her back against my mouth, running closed lips up and down her slit. Turning my head slightly, I grab her labia between my teeth and bite down lightly before adding more force.

"Ah..ah...ahhhh!" Her cries are music to my ears.

I release my bite, moving to the left and up to suck her clit. At the first hint of pressure, Mercy digs her hands into my hair, almost yanking it out by the roots, and yells. Yells her lungs out. Good thing we're out in the middle of nowhere.

"Ohmigodohmigodohmigodohmigod—"

Sounds like I'm doing my job correctly. But we're just getting started. Separating her lower lips, I lick the skin on the left side of her clit.Usuallyone side is more sensitive than the other. I move to the right. Her legs jolt and her fingers grab on even tighter.That's the spot.I spend long seconds there, teasing up and down with the scrapes of my tongue, then go back to her clit and suck it hard into my mouth. I pop off, then grab it again.

Then I repeat. Just like she repeats my name.

"Amos. Ohmigod,AmosAmosAmosAmos..."

She's almost there. Dipping back down, I suck her clit with steady and rhythmic sucks. Releasing a hip, I bring a finger to tease her entrance, and she loses it.

"AMOS!" Mercy screeches as her orgasm rips through her. I don't let up, forcing her to ride it untilIsay she's done. She shrieks and squirms, grabbing my ears and trying to force me off.

I lift long enough to grit out, "You're not going anywhere. Be a good girl and give me more." Tightening my grip on her hips, I suck, lick, and bite her tender folds until my face is drenched in her desire and her wails turn hoarse from crying out.

With one last long lick, I give her reprieve. She looks freshly claimed, both sets of lips red and swollen, but looks are deceiving. There's more.

Time for that sweet pussy to deep throat my cock.

Chapter twenty-three

Mercy

Ihavenowordsfor what this man has just done to me.La petite mort. The little death. This is an orgasmic crime scene. I throw my arm across my face and try to drag air into my lungs. I can't move my legs.

Voluntarily, that is.

They'respasmodically twitching and lewdly showing all thehidden secrets that aren't between us anymore, I'm sure. I can't bring myself to care. All I want is more of what he just gave me. Ineedit.

Amos is right—it was stupid to fight the idea of us together. He just shattered my world and pieced me back together. And the night's not through.

"You still alive, babe?"

This man. "Barely," I gasp out.

"Take a quick breath. We're not done yet." He doesn't give me much time to recover before he squeezes my pussy lips together, forcing my wetness to bubble up. His hands frame my mound, thumbs rubbing circles on the outside of my labia. Suddenly those not so innocent thumbs thrust lightly into me.

"Ooooh..." I let out a long moan.Oh, God. Did I say I wanted more? I don't know if I can take it.Just having his thumbs in me feels so deliciously amazing.I weakly prop up on my elbows to stare down between my legs, needing to see what he's doing to me.

"You want to see your man claiming your body, baby? Watch these fingers."

I shudder as his thumbs run slow, sweet circles over my clit, then open my mouth on a silent exhale when they thrust with more force than before into my wet cunt.

His thumbs slowly slide back out, swirling in my wetness. With no warning, his wrists rotate and the index and middle fingers of both hands take the place of his thumbs. "Yeah, look at this sweet pussy taking these fingers. She's a hungry kitty."

Now it's a little tighter with a bite of stinging pressure. Four fingers inside me. Not all the way, but more than what's ever been inside me before. Which, other than tampons, has only been two of Amos's fingers. I'm not worried yet, though, because it still feels so good.