Page 82 of Make You Mine

I lick along her slit, tracing long strokes with my tongue.

“Oh. God.” She pants.

“You already know my name, Madelyn.” I smile over her pussy before giving it another generous stroke. “Feel free to call it as many times as you’d like.”

Though if anyone should be calling God’s name, it’s me, for having the privilege of being between my little demon’s thighs.

I take her in. Her scent, her distinctive flavor. The way she whimpers and asks for more, and how she squirms with every stroke as I devour her cunt.

Her breathing picks up.

Soon, my fingers are slipping into her pussy, too, curling just at the right spot to make her scream. I’m mixing both my mouth and the sensation of my thick fingers, giving her a false sense of fullness.

She digs her fingernails into my back, bringing her hands to my head, massaging my hair, and pulling me deeper, my mouth choking on her pussy.

She thrusts against me. Needing me. Wanting more.

My dick is so hard my balls tighten, too.

“Kayden.” She moans my name, and it takes everything in me not to break apart. “You’re so good. Mmm, yes. Faster.”

Fuck, I’m gonna explode.

Why does she taste so fucking good? Why do I feel like I could stay here, buried between her legs forever if she’d let me?

I pump my fingers in and out as I feast on her. I’m a starved man, there’s no lie there. I’ve waited too long for this.

I obey, sharpening my strokes, going back and forth with my tongue while I go in and out with my fingers, not leaving one part of her unattended.

Her pussy throbs around my fingers as her moans keep slipping free.

I twirl my tongue around her clit, making sure I stimulate all of her until she can’t take it anymore.

“Fuck, Kayden. I’m coming.”

“Good.” Lick. “Come all over me, baby.”

She moans, her hips buckling.

Her whole body shakes against my mouth—and she explodes, reaching her climax and gifting me with the sweetness of her release.

She looks down at me, in between her legs, devouring her. I lick her clean, swallowing every last drop.

Fucking delicious.

She looks captivated by me, a smile on her face.

Grabbing the back of my head, making it hurt, she pulls me up to her.

I close my eyes and wait for her to make the move, my cock a fucking rock.

Soft lips press themselves against mine. We kiss for the first time in forever.

Caressing each other with soft grazes until we turn feral, our tongues fighting for control.

She tastes herself on me. And I’m in paradise.

“God, I love you, Kayden,” she says. Her words are surprising, her hand automatically covering her mouth, having pulled away from mine. “I mean. I love it. What you did. This.”