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He didn’t even bother to take the panties off.
His lips brushed my vulva, then his tongue, barely muted by the skimpy fabric. His mouth closed over my clit and he sucked me there, hard, making me sit up on my elbows.
I wanted to see what he was doing.
Past my breasts, past the soft curve of my stomach, I met his gaze.
He smirked.
“Your pussy is even prettier than expected Mrs. Sterling.”
My brow furrowed. “Does calling me that get you off of or something?”
He shrugged. “A little.”
With his gaze still locked to mine, he pushed fingers into me. I didn’t know or care how many, the stretch just feltgood.His free hand went for those little delicate ribbons at my hips, undoing them with a tug on one side, then the other. It barely made a difference in my level of exposure, but he broke our eye contact to observe my pussy with such reverence, as he spread me open like a flower, it certainlyfeltdifferent.
He flicked the tip of his tongue out to justbarelyrun the length of my clit and that small action sent a ripple of pleasure right up my spine. Then it was wider, flatter, touching everything in reach for a slow, firm swipe, followed in quick succession by his mouth on my clit again.
No obstruction this time.
And he kept it right there, alternating between constant and rhythmic pressure as he finger-fucked me at the same time. He matched the pace of his fingers to the pace of his mouth—slow and steady, then fast and firm, keeping me off kilter until I was right on the edge of losing my mind.
And then he stopped.
“You seemed to be enjoying that,” he murmured into the soft skin of my inner thigh, biting me there as my eyes popped open, wondering what the hell was going on.
“Don’t play with me right now,please,” was the unabashed request I didn’t hesitate to offer.
I was way too close for ego to be a factor.
He smirked, then kissed his way back to my clit. “Anything for my wife.”
I was still processingthatwhen he started devouring me again, with even more passion this time.
And not just for my pussy.
I almost came off the bed when I felt his tongue on my asshole, licking and lapping like he’d found dessert. Any restraint I’d had melted away as he licked me into a state of bliss. I wasn’t burdened by the thought of anyone hearing, so I gladly screamed myself hoarse. When he finally moved back to my clit, pushing a finger in my ass to stroke me there too, I just…
Fuck.
There wasn’t anything I could do.
There wasn’t anything I wouldn’tlet himdo to me, at that point.
He took me to the peak of orgasm and then shoved me right off, barely giving me time to recover before he settled between my legs and buried himself balls deep in my pussy.
One leg spread on the bed, the other up over his shoulder.
One hand caressing my breast, the other pushing a finger back in my ass.
The kind of eye contact that dared me to look away, atanythingelse, to close my eyes.
Then, he started stroking.
Deep, punishing strokes that took my breath away, had me seeing those fucking constellations all over again.
“You know how long I’ve been waiting for this, Nala?” he asked, stopping to sit at the bottom of a stroke while he waited for my answer.
