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I nod.
“Good. Good girl.” He kisses my nose. “And second, anyone you were with before was a boy. You’re with me now, and I’m a man who doesn’t leave his woman wanting. I will eat that pretty little pussy of yours for hours if that’s what it takes. I will let you ride my cock any way you like until you’re screaming my name so loud the windows rattle. Your pleasure comes first, no matter what. So don’t you dare fake it with me. We’re here ’til you soak these sheets. Got that?”
“Oh, fuck,” I whimper against the palm of his hand. He smiles, and it is filled with confidence.
“Oh, fuck is right, baby. Now, spread those thick thighs for me, and let me lick you until you scream.”
My panties get tuggeddown my body, and I lie back flat and try to relax. There are so many butterflies swarming in my stomach that it’s hard to just give myself over to what he’s doing.
When he pushes my thighs farther apart, the cool air skates across my pussy and makes my back arch. I’m throbbing for him, my clit swollen and needy. I can feel how wet I am as he uses his thumbs to spread me wide.
“Look at you,” he says, his voice deep and full of wonder. “So pink and wet. Is this all for me, Poppy?”
I nod.
He blows cool air against my heated flesh, forcing a whimper from my throat.
“Say it. I need to hear you say it. Is this pussy all for me?”
“Yes, Rhett.”
“And only me?”
I struggle to find my voice because him claiming me like this has my chest aching, and I don’t even know why. It’s just sex, Poppy. It’s just dirty talk. That’s all it is.
“Only you.” I reach down and grab a fistful of his hair, making him finally look up at my face. “Now, stop fucking around, make good on your promise, and eat mypretty little pussy.”
He chuckles. “Anything for you, poppyseed.”
His mouth descends on my clit, and he sucks it into his mouth with so much force my toes curl and my hips jump off the bed. He wraps his strong arms around my waist to ground me and begins his assault all over again. This man sucks and licks and bites in all the right places.
“That!” I almost shout when he teases my clit with the tip of his tongue while he sucks on as much of my pussy as he can fit in his damn mouth. It’s overwhelming and so fucking delicious. “That right there!”
He doesn’t lift his head to say anything or to smile or brag. He. Keeps. Going. And then to push me even closer to the edge, he uses a finger or a knuckle, I don’t know which, to circle my entrance. It teases the nerves there, and along with the consistent motion on my clit, I’m already close to finishing.
Holy shit, this man makes it look easy.
“Rhett,” I moan, squeezing his head with my thighs and tugging hard on the soft strands of his hair. I’ve never been with a man with such nice hair, and I soak it up, running my fingers through it like I’ll never get enough.
He moans against me, skyrocketing my pleasure. Knowing that he’s enjoying this almost as much as I am has my whole body heated. The sensation starts deep in my belly and spreads up my spine and down to my toes. I fight against his hold on my waist to push myself closer to that sweet, sinful mouth of his.
“I’m going to come,” I pant. He doesn’t change anything about what he’s doing. His jaw must be aching from the constant motion, but he doesn’t stop.
“Rhett!” I shout his name as my back arches and my breath stalls. My pussy clenches and begs for him to fill me as the orgasm sweeps through my body. His tongue sees me through it, only letting up when my breathing starts to return to normal. With long, slow licks, he tastes every bit of me. He bites on my lips and then dips his tongue deep inside to taste what he did to me.
“That was way too easy,” he says, leaving a trail of wet kisses up my stomach and over the swells of my breasts. His beard and mouth are wet from my juices, but I don’t care. I’m floating on cloud nine, and I want a fucking taste of what he did to me. I tug him forward and kiss him senseless.
Reaching between us, I grab his hard cock and stroke him until he breaks the kiss. His forehead drops to mine as he pants.
“I didn’t expect…” he says, trailing off as he tries to find the right words. “I didn’t come prepared. I don’t have a condom.” His hips push forward as I squeeze him at the base.
I look up at him, holding his gaze.
“I’m on birth control.”
He sighs, and his eyes close.
“I don’t—” He grunts when my wrist twists just the right way. “I don’t want to take advantage of you, and I know it’s too late now, but I’m clean. I haven’t been with anyone since before Wade was born.”
