Page 20 of His Innocent Mate


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My whole damn world tilts on its axis.

Lyra pulls back, gagging. I look down and see a trail of cum dripping from her mouth, which is fucking hot.

I’m overwhelmed by the sudden urge to take her into my arms and shower her with sweet words. But I can’t do that. Not with her.

She swallows, which makes my cock twitch.

A hint of a smile plays on her lips, telling me she didn’t entirely hate what just happened.

This is dangerous territory. Fuck, I need to get away from her. So I can think straight.

But before I can scare her off, she pulls the straps of her dress down and off her shoulders, allowing the garment to fall to her waist, revealing her perky tits.

My mouth fills with saliva, and again, I press my eyes closed, trying to get a grip on my thoughts, because just looking at her threatens to consume me.

And I can’t have that.

When I look at her again, her cheeks are pink, and her lower lip is tucked between her teeth. Why the hell would she drop her dress if she was so fucking shy? But the rise and fall of her chest in rushed pants makes it obvious.

Lyra, who blushes every single time I look at her, is horny.

I could take her to the bed. It’s just a few feet away.

But fuck that. I need to taste her now.

I drop to all fours and crawl to her, forcing her onto the floor.

She looks up at me with big, innocent eyes, her lips slightly parted. Her shyness is something I’ve never experienced, as most of the women I consorted with before her were all too experienced.

She can’t be like them.

Not ever.

Shaking my head in disgust, I vow to never treat Lyra like the others. She’ll be my princess. An angel sent by God himself. My good little girl that loves getting her pretty pussy licked.

I need to hear her say it.

“You’re a good girl, aren’t you Lyra?” I ask as I slide her panties down her creamy thighs.

“Yes,”she rasps, her voice thick.

“What does my good girl want?” I ask softly, breathing in her heavenly scent.

She clears her throat, but says nothing, as though she’s lost her nerve.

“Does my good girl want me to lick her?”

Her teeth close around her lower lip again as she gives a brisk nod.

“Show me where, baby girl.”

Her pretty face scrunches in frustration, but her hands move down her body, one cupping a breast, the other going between her thighs.

My cock turns to steel.

Fuck, it can take hours for me to get this hard after I’ve nutted, but with Lyra, I’m not sure if I’ll ever go fully soft.

I bend, rubbing my scruff between her tits, breathing her in deeply. She smells like pussy, the most divine scent on this earth. I’d fucking bathe in her essence if I could.

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