Page 232 of Dirty Princess


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That he’s just staring at my…you know.

Cullen then leans forward and brushes the tip of his nose against me.

My hips jerk forward.

I gasp.

His mouth moves over my body, suckling against my wet skin.

My ass flexes and I begin to lift up off the dresser.

“Oh, Cullen,” I manage to groan.

His tongue suddenly darts forward, attacking my clit with purpose.

My head falls back and my mouth falls open.

Cullen stays just like that.

He stays right there.

Navigating his tongue right where I need it to be at that exact moment.

Going right for pleasure. Going right there to make me finish.

My hips begin to quiver.

Then I’m shaking.

Shaking hard enough that the dresser is wiggling.

It’s gently tapping against the wall.

Little knickknack crap on the dresser falls over.

I lean back, finding the wall, pressing there.

The lower half of my body driving itself harder against Cullen’s eager and impressive tongue.

He latches gently to my clit…and he doesn’t fucking let go.

I feel the sudden rush of pleasure begin to attack me.

I open my mouth to scream his name and tell him not to pull away.

There are no words.

I climax and Cullen groans.

So loud and hard, the vibration from his mouth and throat make my orgasm that much more intense.

I can’t do anything.

I’m frozen.

All my body does is focus on the pleasure.

I finally manage to tighten my right hand on his hair and pull him away.

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