Page 133 of Summer Fling


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As he continues to nip and sip at my tips, pulling, tugging, pinching, laving, they grow tight and pleasantly sore. I didn’t know such a state existed, but Ifeelmy body. My skin is alive. My blood races. My heart is full. I’m all woman right now. He’s like a drug, and I want more.

Heat swamps me. My head buzzes. I’m dizzy, disoriented. On fire.

Hayden’s scorching palms skim the baby doll down the bare skin of my torso. The way he exposes my body to his singeing gaze leaves my chest tight. I’m breathless, achy. And so ready.

“You’re beautiful.” He thumbs my navel, palms the curve of my hip, eats at the hollow of my waist. “And you’re mine.”

“For tonight.” I’m not giving in easily.

“Keep thinking that if it makes you feel better.”

I’m still trying to rub two brain cells together to form a snappy comeback when he skims his knuckles across the gauzy fabric covering my pussy. I’m shocked to realize it’s clinging wetly to my flesh.

“You’re soaking, sweet pea.” Hayden groans as he drops to his knees in front of me and plasters the sheer sodden fabric to my skin. “Look at you…”

I tremble as he leans in and fastens his mouth over the saturated triangle and laps at me with the flat of his tongue.

Sensations jolt through me. The immediate shock of pleasure burns my veins. Tingles cascade behind that, leaving me reeling and staggered. It’s twenty times more agonizing when Hayden slips his thumbs under the elastic front of the tiny panties, spreads my lips apart, and prods my most sensitive spot with the tip of his tongue.

“Hayden!”

“Jesus, you’re sweet. Has any man ever made you come in his mouth?”

“N-no.” I can barely gasp the word out.

Against my flesh, I feel him smile. “Oh, I’m going to enjoy the fuck out of this.”

When he wraps his arms around my hips and stands, lifting my feet off the ground, I squeal. I don’t have long to be startled since Hayden quickly drops me flat on the mattress. With impatient jerks, he drags the itty-bitty thong from my body and kneels beside the bed.

My heart pounds as he drags my hips to the edge and positions my thighs over his shoulders. Then he plows his tongue through my folds, letting loose a deep, satisfied groan.

“Oh my god!” My back arches. I fist the comforter. My eyes roll back in my head.

How can I possibly keep from shattering into a million tiny pieces?

The way Hayden devours my pussy, centering all his attention on my clit with the most skillful nips and licks, makes me realize it’s impossible. He’s fracturing me, tearing down all the barriers he thinks I’ve erected between us, making me his.

I can’t stop him…and I don’t want to.

He’s merciless and unceasing, swiping, licking, sucking. He manipulates my reaction, my body, my mind, until I’m twisting in agony and chanting his name. Until I no longer care about anything except Hayden, how he makes me feel, and finding a way to make this ecstasy last forever.

Suddenly, he backs away and presses an almost chaste kiss to the pad of my pussy. “No, sweet pea. The first time you come for me, I’m going to be inside you.”

As much as I want the orgasm now, I nod. I’d rather we be joined, me feeling him deep when I come apart.

“Hurry.” I attack his zipper.

“Wait, Perrie. Sweet pea. Just a— Holy shit!”

Yeah, he probably didn’t expect me to shove his pants and underwear around his knees and swallow the crest of his cock between my lips. But I groan because I’m so glad I did. He’s salty and musky. Manly. And he’s built big. I’m stretching my lips as wide as I can, but within seconds, the hinge of my jaw begins to protest. Still, I don’t care. I want to taste this man. I want his flavor on my tongue. I want to please him.

I lick him like an ice cream cone, reveling in his hiss as he fists my hair and guides me up and down his rigid length. “Oh, fuck. Yes. Hmm…”

Since my mouth is otherwise occupied, I smile on the inside as I suck him deeper, molding my lips to his shape and pressing him to the roof of my mouth as I work him. Then I rear back, graze the underside of his crown with the tip of my tongue, worrying a spot that instantly sends him reeling.

He pulls free with a snarl. “Did Derek teach you that?”

“No.”

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