Page 34 of Delectable Lies


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My tongue trails along my bottom lips as I lift the lace towards my nose, drawing in her scent before slipping the torn fabric into my back pocket. “You smell like fucking heaven, love.” But I know better.

Saoirse Ryan is no fucking angel. Wrapped in temptation and dripping with sin, a woman like her was crafted behind the gates of hell.

Unable to hold back, I hitch her right leg over my shoulder, leaving her pussy exposed to me. My parched tongue glides over the roof of my mouth as I lean forward and finally slide my greed through her slit. My cock hardens as her exotic taste explodes in my mouth.

Then, like a starved man, I devour her, spearing my tongue in and out, until her hot, needy mess drips down my chin. “That’s it, love. Keep riding shotgun on my lips.”

Her body shakes beneath my palms, and I pull back, blowing a breath against her throbbing clit. Finally, when she’s begging for me to let her cum, I suck her pink bud into my mouth and nibble until the force of her release ricochets through her body, and she becomes a boneless mess, clutching onto me for balance.

The vision ends as hot ropes of cum explode from my cock, coating the shower wall.

Fuck! My head falls back, and I ride out my orgasm as it rips up my spine, momentarily paralysing me.

No more waiting. Tomorrow, Saoirse Ryan will know precisely who her moans belong to, and it sure as shit won’t be Liam Devereux.

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