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TEN
Malachi slid his hands underneath her knees and lifted her legs up, hooking them over his broad shoulders.
“I’m still—my heels,” Joy gasped breathlessly, even as her cunt clenched and her pussy warmed, growing wet.
“Leave them on,” he said roughly.
Her lower belly swooped. “Fuck. Okay.” He gripped her hips and abruptly tugged her right to the edge of the mattress so her cunt was right in his face, forcing her to lean back to balance the rest of her body on her elbows. “Oh my God.”
His hands went to the band of her skirt, and he tugged impatiently.
Joy nodded quickly. “Yes. You can—”
He tore the skirt off her hips. He ripped her panties off next.
“Fuck.” Joy laughed breathlessly. She’d never gotten so wet so fast in her life. “I didn’t say you could go for the panties. Those were fucking silk.”
“I’ll make you an identical pair,” Malachi gruffed, leaning over her, spreading her thighs wider.
Before Joy could think of a witty retort, his mouth was on her. Her eyes rolled back. She lost her balance, falling flat onto the mattress, her hips jolting up into that sinful heat. He parted his lips around her throbbing clit, and sucked.
“Malachi.”She moaned, reaching down to grab his horns, keeping him there.
He grunted, opening his mouth wider, his deliciously slick tongue splitting apart her pussy lips like a hot knife to butter. He lapped hungrily at her dripping cunt like he was laving the juices off a fruit, before his mouth was wrapping around her clit and sucking again.
Joy arched, crying out. She tugged desperately on his horns. “Oh God. Please, please, please—”
He sucked on her clit until she was seeing fucking stars; harsh, deep pulls that almost felt too fucking much. Her thighs clamped around his head, her hips lifting higher and higher, her thighs beginning to shake.
The pressure and the rhythm were so fucking acute—practically on the edge of painful—Joy could feel it from her clit to her stiff, sensitive nipples—from her toes all the way to the tips of her fucking hair.
“Oh my God,” she cried when she felt the orgasm building, deep in her gut. It felt too much. She tried to squirm away, her thighs vibrating, her toes curling. “Fuck, fuck,Malachi—I’m—”
Her mind went blank. She went silent and still as she came, explosions going off in her brain.
“Fuck.” She sobbed, rocking her hips up desperately into his face, grinding her clit into his mouth, trying to prolong the orgasm. “Fuck. Fuck. Oh my fucking God.” She couldn’t stop shaking.
Malachi had eased off, but he hadn’t stopped, gently licking her as she came down from her orgasm, her body going limp.
He turned his face to kiss the inside of her thigh, his voice a sexy timbre when he said, “You smell so fucking good. Taste so fucking good.”
“Fuck.” Joy sighed, her brain still a pile of mush.
“Can you come again?”
“Fuck.” Joy’s cunt clenched.
“That’s not a no.” She glanced down to see him smirking at her, before he put his mouth on her cunt once more.
“JesusChrist.”
The tip of his tongue swirled over her clit, sending her hips jolting at the oversensitivity, before he was suddenly thrusting the slick length of it inside her.
His grip on her hips were the only thing that kept her from flying off the mattress.
His tongue began to pump inside her, filling her even better than she’d imagined in her dream.
“Yes!” she hissed, her voice holding a hint of a growl. “Fuck, yes, oh my God—make me come,make me come,make me come—”
