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My hand is drenched when she finally releases her pleasure, her hole squirting hot cream down my hand, staining the sheets, and igniting even more feral need inside of me.
“Fuck, I need to taste it,” I growl, removing my hand as she stares up at me, wide-eyed and innocent. “I need to taste your perfect pussy.”
Chapter Nine
Zoey
I have to forcibly tell myself that this is really happening.
I don’t know what came over me when I closed the door to the guest bedroom and collapsed onto the bed. I’m not normally a wildly sexual person, but I couldn’t stop thinking about the way Zack’s hand lingered on my leg back in the car, and then before I knew it my mind was galloping off to steamy places, flooding me with the desire to feel his gargantuan muscles, to feel his fiery breath on my skin.
When he walked in here, for a long moment I felt convinced he must be part of the fantasy. It seemed too perfect to be real.
But now my whole body is aflame with what we just did, my sex feeling so wet it’s like a water balloon of desire burst down there. My thighs tingle and my skin buzzes as he falls to his knees at the edge of the bed.
“Come here,” he growls, pulling me over to him so my thighs rest on his shoulders.
I claw onto the sheets, sizzling sensation moving through me when he brings his mouth to my sex, his breath whispering over me. I can’t stay still, shivers of need moving through me, my toes curling in anticipation as he moves closer, closer until I can feel his tongue against my clit.
“That’s it,” he snarls. “You soaked horny young thing. Are you going to be a good girl and come again for me? Are you going to be a good girl and come so I can taste your sweet cream in my mouth? Well?”
“Y-yes,” I whimper, hardly able to push the word out.
He buries his hands in my thighs and opens his mouth wide, so wide that his upper lip presses against my clit, and his lower lip is on my hole.
His tongue darts around my sex, stroking up my lips to my clit, and then down to my hole, flurrying over me so all I can do is clutch onto the sheets as if the force of my lust is going to send me rolling off the bed.
His growls get deeper, more feral as he licks me faster. I stare down at the shape of his bulging shoulders, at the unbelievably perfect sight of his steel-colored head pressed between my thighs.
My pussy feels like it’s going to melt as he keeps licking me, paying special attention to my clit now.
He grunts and pulls me even closer to him, sliding his hands around my hips and wedging them between the bed and my ass. He massages my ass as he licks somehow, impossibly faster, a maddening whirlwind of heat and lust and closeness surging around my sex and into my belly.
Suddenly it’s like my body is pulsing like my womb is throbbing in time with his tongue strokes.
I bite down to stop myself from screaming.
Zack stops, lifting his head to stare up at me. His eyes glimmer as fiercely as his lips, his mouth covered in my wetness. “What the fuck are you doing?”
“What?” I ask.
“If you want to moan, moan. There’s nothing to be ashamed of in giving yourself over to your pleasure, and my downstairs neighbor is on vacation. Nobody’s going to hear you.”
“Fuck, really?” I moan. “But I’m, I mean… I’ve never…”
I’m veering too close to a revelation that will shatter this moment into a thousand tiny pieces.
Luckily Zack hasn’t got the patience for that right now.
He buries his hands deeper into my ass, squeezing so hard I know he’s going to leave love marks on my skin.
“Moan,” he snarls.
He returns to my sex, sliding his tongue up one lip and then sucking onto my clit with his whole mouth. I buck and writhe against him, finding it far easier than I ever dreamed I could let go with my lust, to let my moans fill the air as I gyrate my hips and shift against him.
But it’s only with Zack, I know, that I’d be able to let myself go like this.
There’s something special here, something new, something…
I can’t think anymore.
A tidal wave of sensation surges from my clit through my whole body, capturing every part of me as I twist and shiver on the end of his tongue. He sucks on my clit, engorging it and making it needy, and at the same time presses his tongue firmly against it, flickering it from side to side.
I bite down but then I can’t bite down anymore. The pleasure floods me with too much pressure, euphoria gnawing at the edges of my consciousness, at the edges of everything, until it swallows me whole and I let out a primal scream.
