Page 109 of Stay Wild Darlin’

Her fingers curled into the back of my shirt.

“I’m gonna make you come so hard you forget every name but mine,” I growled, kissing down the side of her neck, “and you’re gonna thank me for every second of it.” I smiled against her skin. “Say it, darlin’. Tell me you want it.”

“I want you so bad it hurts. I’ve been trying to fight it, trying to be smart, but I can’t. I need you.”

Those words landed like a lit match on gasoline.

I curled my fingers under the straps of her dress and slipped them down her shoulders, watching as the fabric slid over her skin and pooled at her feet. I didn’t rush or devour her. I unwrapped her.

“You’re so goddamn beautiful,” I murmured, running my hands down her bare sides, savoring the way she trembled.

I quickly took off my shoes, backed her toward the bed, and guided her until the backs of her knees hit the mattress.

“Lay out for me. Let me take care of you.”

She stretched her body across the white sheets, hair spilling across the pillow, chest rising and falling as she waited for me.

Fuck, I was going to give her everything.

I climbed over her slowly, running my hands up the smooth line of her legs until I reached the thin strip of lace between her thighs.

Hooking my fingers beneath her panties, I dragged them down over her soft skin, watching as her breath caught when I exposed her fully.

Her pussy was already glistening, lips perfectly smooth, nothing in the way.

“Look at you,” I growled, dragging my tongue from the base of her entrance all the way to her clit. “You did all this for me, didn’t you?”

She whimpered, nodding, her fingers fisting in the sheets.

I dove in—hungry and unrelenting.

Latching onto her clit, I sucked hard, letting it pop between my lips before circling it with my tongue. Then I rolled my thumb over it while flicking my tongue against her pussy.

Her hips bucked, and I gripped her thighs tighter.

“Stay still. I’m not done.”

She gasped as I went lower, licking her slit from top to bottom, pushing my tongue into her wet heat and fucking her with it. Her taste coated my mouth, and I groaned into her.

I dragged my thumb over her clit again, rolling it as I thrust my tongue inside her, working her open while her back arched and her thighs trembled against my shoulders.

“You’re gonna come for me. You’re gonna soak my mouth and beg for my cock next.”

She cried out my name, legs shaking, and I didn’t let up, not even when she broke apart, coming hard against my face with a sound that made my cock throb behind my zipper.

I kept licking her, not relenting until her pussy stopped pulsing against me.

She was still shaking, her thighs parted, pussy wet and throbbing from the orgasm I’d dragged out of her.

I leaned back on my heels, gaze locked on the mess I’d made of her, and slid two fingers through her soaked folds, collecting everything she’d given me. Her eyes fluttered, still dazed, lips parted like she already knew what I was about to do.

Good.

I didn’t give her a chance to think. “Open,” I growled, and she did, letting me push my fingers along her tongue until she gagged around them, eyes watering as she moaned.

I leaned over her slowly, dragging my lips up her chest. With my free hand, I gripped her hip, and my mouth left wet, possessive marks as I moved higher.

“You taste that?” I whispered against her skin. “That’s what your cunt gave me. Sweet, filthy, mine.”