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He releases one of my nipples, but only so he can lower himself and trail his hot lips down my stomach to my flat belly, lingering on the line that separates it from my core for what seems like an eternity.
“You have the beauty of a fucking angel, Peaches.” He rests his chin on my stomach, his eyes clashing with mine for a brief second. “Too bad you possess the personality of the bloody devil.”
My belly clamps and I’m not sure if it’s because of pleasure, pain, or a combination of both.
I’m distracted, though, because his teeth are on the hem of my knickers. And like the animal that shone in his eyes a second ago, he uses his teeth to slowly slide them down, uncovering my bare pussy.
The act is so erotic that my hands barely keep me upright.
Is this too much or am I thinking that because of the ecstasy? For some reason, I don’t think the drug would make me throw myself in someone else’s arms.
“You’re oddly responsive,” he muses, releasing my underwear for a second before he shreds them with his teeth like he did to my bra.
I’m not prepared for what happens next.
Completely and absolutely taken off guard.
I couldn’t have imagined it if I tried.
Daniel slides his hot tongue on my clit. One long, single swipe and all my nerve endings explode.
“You’re dripping wet, Peaches. Did you know that you taste like a fucking fantasy?”
“S-stop saying things like that.”
“Why?” He speaks against my folds, the rumble of his voice adding to the stimulation. “Still too prim and proper for crude words?”
“You don’t have to include a commentary for what’s happening.”
“How else will I tell you that I’ll be eating your pussy for dinner while you choke on my dick like a little whore?”
“D-Daniel!”
He chuckles, the sound vibrating on my sensitive skin. Then he lifts his head and licks his lips suggestively. “I have a lot to educate you on. Tell me, have you sucked a dick before, Peaches?”
I remain silent, my pulse about to jump out of my throat.
To say I haven’t thought about this moment before would be a blatant lie, but never in my wildest dreams did I imagine that it would lead to this.
I’m completely and utterly out of my depth here.
“You did?” His eyes have darkened, turning pools of deep blue. Then he wipes his finger beneath my lower lip with sudden harshness. “Did these venomous lips open for a cock before? Did they get swollen and red like when you ate those deadly peaches because you liked them? Did you suck and deep-throat a limp dick with these same lips, hmm?”
I can’t inhale air properly. His words have stolen my oxygen and sanity and everything in between.
Just how can he sound so damn hot when he says such filthy words? Under different circumstances, I would be saying, “Eww, gross,” but I can’t even speak now. And gross is the last feeling inside me.
He takes my silence as a challenge, though. Or maybe an acceptance, because his touch turns more explorative, harsh even.
“You won’t remember any other cock once I’m done with you.”
He releases me and before I can miss the contact, he pulls his shirt over his head, then kicks his jeans and boxer briefs away.
A sculptor couldn’t have made a body as perfect as Daniel’s. He has a cut abdomen that flexes with his movements, but he’s not too buff, not too in your face.
A model through and through.
No wonder scouts kept asking his mother to sign him to their agencies.
