Page 84 of Requiem for Love


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“Very eager,” she said.

“You want me to fuck you, Ayesha? I thought you said I didn’t want to. That I didn’t want you.” He trailed a line of kisses up her neck and brought his lips to her ear. “Hold them.”

She held the toys to her breasts.

“That’s my girl.”

He moved down to her inner thighs and sucked her skin hard enough to leave a bruise. Then he went from one thigh to the other, back and forth, licking the cleft of her sex before bruising a path up the other leg, over and over.

In the middle of one pass, rather than blaze a trail up her thigh, he dipped his tongue between her slit. Again gently, and again with a carefulness she could only describe as sweet torture, he tongued her clit. Her hips rose and fell, taking his mouth and head along for the ride.

The toy licked her nipple.

Joel sucked her clit.

“Joel…” Her hips bucked. “Joel Lattimore.”

Suction pulled until her nipples grew taut as he plunged his tongue inside her. Tears leaked from her eyes, and she attempted to call his name but managed only odd sounds and vocalizations.

He continued to fuck her with his tongue.

She tried to remove the toys.

He gently nipped her clit.

So, she gave in, coming so hard she went momentarily hoarse and could feel her lips quivering against his mouth.

Despite how painfully erect she could see he was, he calmly removed the suction from her breasts. However, as though he could hold out no longer, he spread her legs, slid the crown of his dick inside her, and they moaned in tandem.

“Tell me if it hurts,” he said.

Even their romp on the sofa had left her sore, but Joel had more than prepared her. Regardless, she was tight, and he was thick, but he took his time, stretching and spreading her, firm inch by firm inch.

“Eesh, any pain?”

“What if I want it to hurt?”

Smiling and shaking his head, he turned on the vibrator and gently touched it to her clit. Her body went from warm to molten and clamped down on his head.

“I want another one,” he said.

Without waiting for her response, he placed the trembling device in her hand.

“Keep it there.”

She nodded. “Okay.”

He angled her hips, spread her legs wider, and entered her in one long, slow, deep thrust.

“Fuck.” He pulled out, thrust again, hissed. “Ah…fuck.”

“Joel, baby, you feel so good.”

“So do you, Eesh. So fucking good.”

He groaned.

Moaned.

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