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“Eat it. Lick it. Taste it. Suck it. And then fuck it with your thick cock.”
She rattles off a list like I asked her what I could do around the house. Holy shit, she gave me ahoney-do list. Or maybe it’s ahorny-do list.
Raising to my knees and releasing my grip on her hands and thighs, I quickly remove those cute sleep shorts. As the fabric rolls off her legs, the seductive way her creamy flesh is exposed to me, inch by inch, has me seriously questioning my ability to delay sinking my cock inside her.
“Take your top off. I want you completely naked.”
Once she’s beautifully nude before me, she shimmies down the bed while I do the same. Her eagerness to line up my face with her pussy is somehow adorable and sexy.
I return my hands to her supple ivory thighs and hoist them over my shoulders.
Lingering an inch from her pussy, I blow across her tender flesh. I wonder how long I can stay here before she begs again or shoves my head forward.
Let’s see.
At an achingly slow pace, I drift closer and pull in a deep inhale through my nose. “Mmm. So damn good. I love your pie, baby.”
She grins at my silly pun. “You’re so cheesy. The worst lines ever.”
“And yet here you are.”
Her smile fades, heat quickly replacing it. “Here I am.”
Holding her gaze, I repeat inhaling her scent and exhaling warmth all over her exposed pussy a few more times.
Her breathing gets ragged until she’s begging me with every inch of her beautiful face. Her eyes. Her pouty lips. Her furrowed brow. Her flush cheeks.
But I want the words because I’m a greedy asshole now that I know how good this feels with her.
It wouldn’t be the same with anyone else.
Only her.
This mischievous woman who’s haunted my dreams for weeks. Who’s made me crave her until it hurt. The woman who got me so fucking hard I had to rush off to the restroom at work to fuck my fist.
The woman I know better than to trust with my heart, even if I can’t seem to stop myself from giving it to her.
Licking my lips, I move forward again, but right before I make contact, I twist my neck to kiss her inner thigh.
She groans in frustration and pounds a fist into the mattress.
“What’s the matter, tiger?” I taunt.
“Stop torturing me,” she simpers. “Please, Cal.”
I arch a brow. “I thought you liked it when I punished you.”
“I can’t take anymore.Please.”
“Remind me of what you wanted. Something about shoving my face into this sweet pussy.” I blow across her flesh again.
“Yes, please.”
“Beg for me again, tiger. Let me feel your desperation and neediness.”
She doesn’t hesitate. “Please, Cal. I’ll do anything you want if you just lick my pussy. I need it so badly.” She cups her breasts and flicks her nipples. “I want you so desperately I’m aching. Ineedyou. Please make me come. I’ll be your good girl. Please.” Her voice grows shakier. “You can have anything you want. My mouth. My pussy. My hands. My ass. Anything. Fuck me any way you want. Be as rough or gentle as you want. Just fucking make me come.”
Someone in the imaginary swing band behind the Rat Pack in the back of my mind dropped a cymbal, causing it to crash to the ground. The era-appropriate version of a record scratch.
