Page 21 of His Innocent Mate


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“I’m sorry,” she whispers.

I snort a laugh. “Why the hell are you sorry?”

“They’re…small.”

“They’re fucking perfect,” I say, my voice full of reverence.

I plant sloppy kisses over the hills of her breasts as her heart races. There’s no mistaking that she wants what I’m doing, and I’m more than glad to deliver.

I lick around her areolas, turning her puffy buds stiff. Her fingers dig through my hair, which has my cock throwing a damn fit. I take her other breast into my hand, squeezing it until it’s plumped, the nipple jutting out for me. I flick my tongue across it, gently nibbling and tugging it with my teeth. She sucks in a breath, hissing, her hips bucking ever so slightly.

“Brock,”she whines.

My eyes snap to hers, my eyebrows lifting in question.

“I need more…”

How could I deny her?

“You’re such a good girl for letting me know that, Lyra.” I yank off her dress, which rips into tatters, and move down her body, settling between her thighs.

She whines, growing impatient, which is adorable. I want her desperate and needy for me, her pretty pink cunt dripping with cum.

“Lyra?”

She sighs, frustrated.

“Be a good girl and show me exactly where you’d like me to lick.”

“Why?” she says, her voice frantic.

“Because if you don’t, I’ll get up and chop wood.”

Her hand slowly slides down her body, settling near her sex.

“I need to see it, Lyra. Be a good girl and spread yourself for me.”

“You’re disgusting!”

“Trust me, you’ll like me better that way.”

Her fingers tremble as she places them on her hairless lips, spreading them for me.

“Look at you, being such a good girl,” I say to reward her for her boldness.

This is how I want her. Unashamed of her perfect pink cunt—and I do mean perfect. Coral pink folds crowned with a gorgeous pearl, glistening with her need—I’ve never seen anything so flawless. It’s better than any porn pussy I’ve seen, and I’ve watched plenty.

And knowing that she’s untouched makes me want to terrible things to her. It makes me want to fuck her fast and hard, showing no mercy as I claim her.

But that’s not what I’m about. I don’t fuck sweet things.

This good girl has no business being fucked by a man like me.

But that doesn’t mean I can’t eat her out.

I move us into a comfortable position on the floor, my eyes never leaving hers.

“Be a good girl and keep your legs spread for me,” I instruct. I breathe her scent in deeply. I kiss her lacy folds, groaning when she gushes over my tongue.

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