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The room is filled with her moans, her soft yeses, and the filthy noises of my mouth soaking the thin material covering her crotch.

Soon, she writhes under me.

“Cash! T-take them off…please!”

She lets out a guttural noise, and I feel her fingers lace into my hair, trying to guide me.

“Harder, please. More…take them off…I need…I need…”

“I know what you need,” I rasp, licking over the top of her pussy through the fabric, feeling just as hungry as she feels. “You’ve been taking what’s mine for two straight weeks. Now it’s time for payback, baby.”

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Caroline

Did he just say payback?

Did Cash just say he would even the score by prolonging this torture in payment for drinking his coffee and eating his ice cream?

I should kick him out of bed, but I don’t want to.

I like this sort of payback…judging by the fact that I wet myself even further at his tone.

He wants to torture me? I’ll take every delicious bit of it.

Cash’s lips and tongue continue soaking my panties, his spit, and my need mixing in a filthy, wonderful mess.

His tongue massages me there from the bottom to the top of my slit, making my sex throb. It’s so good but not enough, not nearly enough.

Everything throbs, aches, and cries out for more.

“Cash, please, please!”

I tug at his hair, but he’s not done tormenting me. “I want this too, I want this too. I can taste you through your undies, baby. You taste like peaches. Soft and juicy and dripping.”

I make an embarrassing noise like a frustrated animal, yet when he shuts up and bathes me some more, my enjoyment of it increases exponentially.

I reach down and push at the waistband of my underwear. “I want them off right now, Cash.”

“Do you? We all want things. But we sometimes have to wait.”

“Oh my god, you asshole!”

He chuckles, and I know the more I beg and plead and try to lead, the more he will extend this torture.

Finally, I feel the hook of a finger around the gusset, tugging it to the side. My pussy is met with his tongue, and I instantly fall apart. He glides his tongue up the seam of my slit, from top to bottom and back again, before expertly working that muscle between my folds, teasing my hole.

The pleasure is so intense my back arches off the bed.

“Cash…Cash!”

He answers, but only after he delivers a long, slow, licking kiss to my pussy. “I know, baby. I know.”

The evil vengefulness is out of his voice. What’s left is an intensity, longing.

My entire body sings as he plays his tongue over my entrance, then, sliding a thick finger inside it, he sweeps his mouth upward to toy with my clit. The bundle of nerves, tight and throbbing, might be the death of me. I’ve never felt anything so intense as Cash’s long, slow, tonguing kiss to my heated button.

I come hard, shrieking out his name.

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