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I tried not to smile bigger, but it was a real fucking challenge.
“I tongue your pussy for a few minutes?” I asked, and then bit my lip when fire flamed in her eyes. “Is that really the best description you can come up with for it?”
“I’m trying to hurry through this talking bullshit—”
I ignored her, reaching for her across the couch, picking her up with two hands on her ass and settling her on my lap, straddling me, her perfect pussy cradled directly on my already hard dick.
“If that’s what you think,” I told her quietly. “I’m going to have to teach you a lesson.”
Her nipples hardened right before my eyes.
Goddamn, I love her tits.
“Ooh,” she cooed. “Sexy professor and naughty student?”
I shook my head with a smile and then nipped at the skin below her ear, the roar of blood in my own ears drowning out the background noise of the TV.
“Private tutor and—” she started, but I pushed my lips to hers before she could finish.
“No, baby,” I said softly. “This one is all Thatch and Cassie.”
She squeaked as I rose to my feet, keeping my hands at her ass and her up with me. She clung to my shoulders and shoved her tits toward me in invitation.
An invitation there was not one fucking single inkling of a chance I would deny.
“Get rid of the shirt,” I ordered, and she didn’t delay. Up and over her head, she pulled it off, confident in my ability to hold her in my arms.
My lips closed around the pink of her nipple as soon as the soft cotton of her T-shirt cleared it.
As her head fell back and her hands clamped tight around my neck, I moved one of my hands to the middle of her back for extra support.
Cassie hardly ever had inhibitions, but when we came together like this, what few she had vanished instantaneously. Moaning and gasping, she tried to get her body closer to mine, to climb right inside me, and her tits were leading the way.
Jesus, when she pushed herself farther into my mouth like that, it was a struggle not to fucking eat her alive.
“Oh, God,” she groaned, rubbing herself against me as I quickened my step. The sounds of her pleasure were like a telegraph to my dick: Things are speeding up. We need you, General. Get here and provide internal support as quickly as possible.
Her back hit the bed softly as a mewl of protest escaped her lips. I hadn’t followed her down, instead standing tall to pull my shirt over my head and shove my shorts and boxer briefs to the ground. She didn’t have much clothing left—a tiny pair of boy short underwear the only thing she’d put on her bottom half after her earlier shower.
I caught sight of her packed bag in the corner as I dropped to my knees. The bag indicated that I was down to just hours before she left again for work. But I put that out of my mind and concentrated on pulling Cassie’s boy shorts down with my teeth.
She pushed up onto her elbows on the bed and watched me as I did.
“Are you going to tongue my pussy?” she teased, and the lilt of her provocation lit up my world. No one made me happier than she did, and punishing her for her smartass remarks with a silent drag of my tongue would never ever get old.
I did just that, trailing it up from ass to clit and watching her eyes roll back in her head. Her long eyelashes seemed to sparkle as she fluttered and squeezed, alternating between the two reactions because what she was feeling was too overwhelming for just one.
“Son of a motherfluffing monkey biscuit,” she gritted out through a moan, and I laughed.
I’d been teasing her about cleaning up her language, something she obviously had plenty of time to do given gestation time and then the delay in our baby’s ability to cogitate. Even if our daughter was a little baby genius, which she was obviously likely to be, we were looking at a solid eighteen months. Still, Cassie had taken it at least a little to heart—she still cursed up a storm, but there was effort there—and it made me want her more.
It was these little hidden morsels of her that no one else saw or understood that augmented my love to the point of madness. She was so much more than most people knew, and many of her secrets were only for me. When she was selfish now, it wasn’t just for herself—it was for her, me, and the little peanut-sized baby we’d created.
I closed my eyes and breathed her in. Her spunk, her smell, her goddamn unbelievably addictive taste…all of it overwhelmed me as I licked her, alternating between fucking her pussy with my tongue and flicking at the sensitive bud above it in varying rhythms. She writhed, but I held her legs open with a clench of my fingertips on her thighs.
You’re not going anywhere, honey.
“Thatch,” she cried out urgently, but I knew she wasn’t coming yet.
