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I slowly lift her oversized shirt—my shirt—exposing the breasts I’ve wanted in my mouth for almost a fucking decade. They’re perfect, like the rest of her, and I waste no time trailing my tongue between the valley of them. She mewls, her upper half twisting as she tries to get her breast closer to my mouth.

I fucking love her impatience. Her need.

“Tell me, Adelina.” I hover over one of her pert little nipples, lazily drawing a circle around it with my tongue. “How many times have you fucked yourself to the thought of us like this?”

The corner of her lip sucks into her mouth, but she remains still, dedicated in her obedience to stay asleep.

“You always were such a rule follower,” I say, nipping at the tender flesh of her breast, and flicking my thumb over her clit. “So eager to do as you were told.”

She groans louder, unable to hide her growing arousal, her growing desperation.

I fold a hand over her mouth. “Unless you want your mother to know her daughter’s about to get tongue-fucked, I suggest you remain quiet. You’ll have plenty of other opportunities to scream. I promise.”

I continue down her frame, finally pulling my finger from her cunt. I grin when she whimpers in protest, but I’m quick to readjust, sliding between her legs.

My heart thunders, my cock straining painfully beneath me as I see the gloriously wet mess she is. So much wasted time…

I draw the lace panties to the side and take in all that my beautiful girl is. Her clit is swollen, her entrance glistening, the surrounding flesh pink from the roughness of my hand. The only thing missing is my mouth.

Both hands find a home at the dip of her hips, my fingers digging in as I press my mouth to her cunt. My first lick up her slit is slow and exploratory, the taste of her spreading over my tongue and cementing in my memory.

The sting of anger bites my spine, the reality I could have had this years ago sparking a fire in my gut.

On a level I can only describe as instinctual—no,primal—I don’t fight the urge and turn my head to bite the inside of her soft thigh. “Mine.”

Adelina gasps, arching her spine before releasing a low moan, her knees clamping around my head briefly before falling open wider.

My blood soars, my mouth returning to her entrance, where I devour her. My tongue works in angry circles around her swollen clit before dipping down, trailing around her entrance twice. Over and over, I fucking feast, my grip becoming unrelenting as I drive her to the brink.

No longer able to keep up her faux slumber, her hand reaches down, threading through my hair to push me closer, my name spilling from her in quiet gasps. The muscles in her thighs tremble as she nears release, only driving me to consume her faster. Harder.

I play with the idea of stopping altogether, allowing her the time to calm down and comply with my request before giving her what she wants. ButIcan’t stop. I don’t want to. I’ve been waiting for too damn long to see this woman come undone, and there is no amount of her disobedience that will stop me.

“Elliot,please.God. Rightthere,” she hisses, her fingers squeezing tighter in my hair. “I–I—”

One of her arms covers her mouth, muffling her cries of pleasure as she screams through her orgasm. I continue my assault, lapping at her cunt as if it’s the last thing I’ll ever eat, and don’t relent until she’s shaking.

When I finally sit up, she shifts her forearms over her eyes, and the other hand falls from my hair to hold her chest. Her breathing is fast and uneven, her hair tousled as though she’d yanked on it at some point, and her lips swollen as if she’d bit it.

I run a thumb below my lip, collecting her arousal on the pad before dragging slowly over hers. “Taste how good you are.”

She unhooks the arm covering her face and gazes up at me through hooded lashes. Doing as told, she slips her tongue out and slides it across her lip.

“You taste incredible, don’t you, pretty girl?”

She nods, her face bashful.

“Fucking delectable.” Falling back on my heels, I admire the entire scene in front of me.

My beautiful Adelina’s entire body is flushed, a light pink dusting over her exposed skin. Her erect nipples stab at the thin shirt that’s fallen back over her ribs, while the vibrant red marks of my hand and teeth on her thigh serve as evidence of what we’ve done. Evidence that she belongs to me.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I murmur, running my hands down her curves. “I can’t wait to see how gorgeous you are when you’re stuffed with my cock.”

Her lip disappears beneath her lip, desire evident in her dark eyes.

I grin, running a thumb over the bite marks decorating her thigh. I love how easy it is to stain her skin. I vaguely wonder if it will hold the branding of other things. Or will the intended design get muddled in one large pool of red?

“Time for these to go, sweetheart.” I hook a finger around the lace underwear and tug hard, ripping them from her frame with a sharp snap.

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