Page 12 of Captured Desire


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I distracted her by dipping my head and swiping my tongue over her soaked pussy. Fuck me, she’d loved giving that blowjob. Her pussy was dripping down the inside of her thigh and her clit was swollen and pink. I slid my mouth over it and settled between her thighs, one arm locked under her lower back to keep her elevated.

“Oh,” she gasped. “Oh…right there.”

I lapped over her clit, keeping pressure on either side with two fingers. Beneath my palm, her entrance pulsed hot. Twitching every time my tongue dragged over her sensitive, little bud. My hips worked against the bed, my cock still rock hard and ready for more.

I felt her fingers brush my cheek and I glanced up. They were slender with unpainted, manicured nails. Each finger had a little gold ring on it, except her actual ring finger. It looked startlingly naked in contrast.

She pushed her grip into my hair, holding my head down over her pussy. I liked that little bit of assertiveness. Paired with her strange blend of hesitation and enthusiasm, it was sexy.

Her hips went stiff. Excitement tore through me, but there was no fucking way I was messing this up so I forced myself to keep still. My tongue moved in slow, short strokes over the side of her clit. Working it with the tip while her pussy tightened under my palm.

Her lower back arced.

Her breath sucked in.

A shudder moved through her rounded thighs and arched feet.

Her eyes flew open.

“Oh God,” she whimpered hoarsely.

Her orgasm rolled through her like a slow wave that just kept building until she cried out. I gripped her hips, holding her down as she shook. She writhed so hard I couldn’t keep my tongue in place. Instead I pushed my mouth against her clit and just let her grind on it.

She whimpered her way through her pleasure and I only surfaced for air when she was limp on her back. The air filled with our panting. I knew she was so sensitive, but I still held her thighs in place and bent to clean her off with my tongue.

“No, please,” she moaned, batting at my head.

“I earned this, princess,” I said, brushing her hands away.

She relented, too weak to fight me off, and I gently circled her pussy with my tongue. I knew she had to be so wet inside. With one hand, I pressed her thighs apart and with the other, I spread her open with two fingers.

What the fuck?

She still had her hymen. I glanced up, but she was staring vacantly at the ceiling. All flushed and pretty from pleasure. So was that why she’d wavered between unease and enthusiasm? Clearly she had some sexual experience, but she definitely still had her virginity, so not very much. I frowned.

She should have just told me that. I would have understood, but I definitely wouldn’t have taken her to my room if I’d known.

Clearly that’s why she hadn’t told me.

I took a beat to clear my head. No, I was overthinking this. We’d never agreed to have sex—in fact that was firmly off the table. So it didn’t really matter for our purposes that she still had her hymen. We were sticking strictly to mouths and tongues.

“You okay?” she breathed.

I kissed the inside of her thigh. “Just hard and thinking about your mouth, princess.”

She propped herself up on her elbows. Her dark blonde hair fell over her shoulders and flushed face.

“Should we just take turns until we fall asleep?” she said, her voice husky.

I moved up her body and bent to kiss her soft mouth. She moaned and her nipples rubbed up against my chest. I broke away and took her chin in my fingers. A little smile crossed her lips.

“Sit on my face,” I said. “Ride it and if you’re a good girl, I’ll come in your mouth again.”

“Oh? Is that my reward?”

“You were begging for it earlier,” I said, dragging my thumb over her lower lip. “Come for me and then let’s see what this perfect mouth can do.”

CHAPTER FOUR

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