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“You are so damn intoxicating.”
Flora cocked a brow, her eyes tracing the lines of his body. “Have you seen yourself?”
Draven chuckled and hooked his thumbs in the waistband of his soaked sweats. In one swift motion, he shoved them down and his erection bounced free, only further proving her point. He was a damn snack.
Her eyes widened when they landed on his cock. There was no way it was that big when she’d seen it in his basement.
It was huge.
Enormous. But more than that, it was thick with a slight curve to it and glistening with pre-cum.
Flora unconsciously licked her lips and a wicked smirk tugged at Draven’s mouth. It was a promise of what he wanted to do to her. What she wanted him to do. He didn’t call her out for staring, instead he fell to his knees and hooked his hands on her thighs and pulled her hips toward him.
“What are you doing?”
He grabbed the wet scrap of lace that hid the last bit of her from him and ripped it in two. “I’m about to feast on you, finally answering the question of what you taste like.”
She opened her mouth to protest but Draven was quick. He tossed her legs over his shoulders, lowered his mouth to her aching pussy and with the flat part of his tongue licked the length of her soaked slit. A moan fell from her lips where a protest had once been, and Flora arched her back to get away from the tantalizing sensation. Draven dug his hands into her hips, demanding she stay put so he could devour her, licking her so lazily that it made her think of him lapping his favorite cone of ice cream. And he made damn sure he licked every last drop.
“Fuck, you’re my new favorite meal, Bubbles.”
He flicked her clit at the top of each languid stroke of his more-than-capable tongue. Flora’s grip tightened on the sheets beside her, and her body trembled with the pleasure that consumed her. Every muscle in her body clenched, starting from her core and radiating out her limbs until she reached a point where she either needed to curl in on herself or explode, allowing her arousal to consume her.
Flora was seconds from detonating when Draven lifted his head from her sex, effectively dousing her with cold water and stealing from her the orgasm she so desperately wanted. With lips coated in her arousal, he gave her a roguish smirk.
The fucking tease.
She opened her mouth, prepared to let every profanity she’d ever learned fly, but before a single four-letter word could leave her lips, Draven slipped a finger in her and found the soft flesh she’d only just begun to master. Flora’s eyes widened, and she sucked in a breath, making a sound that was somewhere between a moan and a curse.
“You should see the expression on your face right now.” His voice was pure lust dripping from his lips as he slowly moved his digit within her. “It’s the sexiest damn thing I’ve ever seen.”
“More, Draven, please…” she begged.
He leaned down and sucked her clit between his teeth, giving just enough pressure to rev her engine, but not enough to bring her back to the edge. There was no doubt he could feel her pussy clenching around him, demanding he give her what she needed, but he didn’t.
Flora whined when he backed off once again.
“The way your body responds to me is a fucking dream. The way this pussy clenches from the slightest touch. It’s perfection.” He slipped a second finger inside her, and Flora whimpered from the initial pain, but the moment he shifted them within her, she was lost to her needs. “Are you ready to feel, Luna?”
Every inch of her body was alive with savage energy. “Please, Draven.”
“Goddess, I love the way you beg.”
He slid the hand that wasn’t working her pussy up and pressed against her stomach, lifting her pelvis to his mouth. Flora squirmed against him, both dying to experience coming on his tongue and fearful that dying might be what happened when she finally did let go. Draven flicked his tongue rapidly across her clit, the sensitive bundle of nerves already way past what she would have considered pleasurable and teetering toward death-defying.
“Holy hell,” she cried as his skilled mouth delivered every bit of what he promised in time with the fingers that pushed her toward the precipice of ecstasy.
“Fuck, Draven.” She tried to back away but his fingers dug into her hips, keeping her where he wanted her.
“Hmmmm,” he hummed against her core, the vibrations adding a new layer of sensation. “I love my name on your tongue almost as much as I love that curse.” He spoke between licks as if he’d practiced the motion for hours a day.
Maybe he had. For all she knew, he was the king of cunnilingus. At least she could die happy, knowing she’d had the best of the best.
Squiggly lines and stars swam in her vision and tightness coiled in her core. The wave was rising and as much as she tried to ride the crest and prolong the inevitable, it was impossible. Draven sucked her clit into his mouth and rolled it between his elongated fangs. The pressure sent her over the edge, and she fell apart on his skilled tongue. Her body trembled into the waves of seemingly endless orgasms hitting her all at once.
He pulled his mouth away from her pussy, his stare captivating. “You come so beautifully, Flora.”
A manic chuckle escaped her when her body finally relaxed into a sated stupor. “Thank you.”
