Page 59 of Sparrow's Grace


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He rose up higher, pressed a kiss on my belly and then whispered, “This doesn't just make your mama mine, little bruiser, this makes you mine too.”

And that was when my man, my Zeke, lowered back down, hiked one of my legs over his shoulder, and then when my lips were parted for him, flicked his tongue over my clit.

His tongue plunged into the deepest part of me, and when he curled his fingers around my ass cheek, and then moved two fingers in tandem inside of me along with his tongue, I felt it.

I felt it move through me at such a violent speed that my body shuddered, the ground beneath my feet quaked, my muscles locked, my spine tingled, I screamed, unable to hold anything else in, “Zeke.”

Zeke didn’t stop his assault on my vagina.

He didn’t stop no matter how hard I tried to push his mouth away from me.

Not until he made another earth-shattering orgasm tear through me.

Once he made sure I was steady on my feet, he stood up and then winked at me.

I winked back, and then removed my bra, and whispered, “My turn.”

And that was when I dropped to my knees and then unbuckled his belt, unsnapped his jeans, lowered his zipper, and then let his jeans fall from his waist and then down his thighs.

I looked up his amazing body and then saw his head was lowered, his eyes were on my body, one strong forearm was braced against the wall.

And that's when I lowered his black boxers down his legs and revealed his perfect cock.

And then without hesitation, I did something I've never wanted to do before, but really wanted to do for this man before me.

I circled the tip of his head with my tongue and heard a hiss from the man above me.

Grinning, I did it again and then worked my way up his cock.

Coming back down his cock, I brought one hand up and cupped one of his balls, and the other I moved to the base of his cock, his wiry black pubic hair tickling my skin.

Then, I pulled his cock into my mouth and then moaned at the taste that came from precum hitting my tongue.

And then I started to move.

As I moved my mouth and my hand up and down, up and down, in and out, I swirled my tongue once, twice as I moved up his cock, and that was when I heard, “You don’t want to swallow me all the way down, you need to release my cock. Now.”

I didn’t move.

I simply moaned around his cock and at that moan, “Savannah. Fucking hell.” His seed exploded against the back of my throat.

I moaned as I swallowed every last drop from him, and only when I knew he was clean did I release his cock from my mouth.

An audible pop filled the room.

Then… I stood up ever so slowly, my body rubbing deliciously against his.

And when my nipples made contact with the smattering of chest hair… I got wet… again.

Damn this man was all kinds of sexy.

Only once I was standing back up, his eyes locked with mine, did he ask, “Need me to go wash my mouth out?”

I shook my head, “Not if you want me to wash mine out?”

He showed me that he didn’t need me to do anything in the next minute.

With his taste on my lips, mine on his, our tongues danced in a rhythm, and I knew that if I had done this with anyone else, I would have been mortified.

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