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“That’s good,” he whispers and feeds me more. I feel tipsy and happy, and there’s a perfect intense build between my legs. “Nice and slow.”
“I fully expected to kick you out,” I say and take the champagne from him, this time pouring some into his mouth. He swallows and leans back, hands behind his head as I grind harder and faster, panting softly, trying not to make whimpering moaning noises as pleasure blooms inside my skull.
All the voices telling me to stop, to get out, to run away, are silenced the second he reaches out and grips my ass. “Why did you let me stay then?”
“Oh, I don’t know,” I say and lean forward to hold onto the couch as his fingers dig into my ass. “You seem very polite. Like—ah, fuck—a perfect gentleman.”
“What a shame. You were very wrong about me.”
“A real fucking shame.”
He chuckles and bites my lower lip. “I like it when you curse.”
“Yeah? I’ve been told I have a potty mouth. It’s not my best trait.”
“No, Camille, you have a lovely mouth. You have lips I could taste for days on end.”
I take the champagne bottle from him, feeling stupid and happy and foolish, and place the open end in my mouth like I’m sucking his cock. I hold it there for a moment, staring into his eyes, and I feel him pulsing between my legs as I tilt my head back and swallow a couple drops, leaving only a little bit left.
He releases a sultry and incredible growl before pushing me down onto the couch, pinning me there. He takes the bottle, sets it on the floor, and proceeds to kiss my mouth, neck, chest, slowly stripping off my jeans. My shoes clatter to the floor, and soon I’m wearing nothing on the bottom. That beast kisses my inner thigh, his hands reaching up my top and teasing my breasts. He licks me gently, nibbling closer and closer to the heat between my legs.
“For such a big bastard, you really can be very—”
“Tender?” he asks as he slides two massive fingers inside of my dripping pussy.
“Oh,fuck,” I say, mind blazing and suddenly blank as pleasure rips down my spine.
“Lovely Camille,” he whispers, licking and kissing my clit. I run my fingers through his thick hair, loving the way he says my name, but also the way he licks my pussy and slides his meaty fingers inside. I’m twitching, shaking, back arched—
He reaches down and picks up the champagne bottle. Before I can say a word, he pours the last little bit over my pussy.
I gasp at the sudden bubbling cold.
I try to wriggle away but he holds me down and sucks the champagne from my clit and the folds of my pussy, licking me clean, making these filthy delighted noises as he does it.
“Fuck, Evander, you need to warn a girl before you drench her in champagne.” He slides his fingers in deep, silencing me as a low moan wrenches itself from my throat.
“I couldn’t help myself. You taste too good.”
My head rolls back in sudden ecstasy. I gasp, back arching. He slides his fingers in and out faster, going in deep and curling them, before he pulls back out and licks them clean.
“Holy shit,” I say, panting and flushed and right on the edge of something incredible. “Please, don’t stop.”
He leans forward, sucks my clit, and slips two fingers inside of me again, and all my worries, all my fears, they’re all suddenly very, verygone.
He fucks me with those massive, strong fingers, he licks me with that silky tongue, and I’m so shocked, aroused, and overwhelmed that I last barely seconds before I’m coming on his mouth.
I moan and twitch, saying his name, whimpering it over and over. I come as his lips and tongue and fingers make my body feel something I’ve never experienced before in my life.
Well, okay, wow, yeah, that’s what an actual orgasm feels like.
I lay there blinking at the ceiling, marveling at how freakinggoodthat felt.
I’ve never,evercome like that before.
Which I think means I’ve never actually come at all.
“Very good, lovely Camille,” he says, kissing my neck. He whispers something in Greek.
