Page 72 of Mr. Hook-up


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I allowed her to get used to the feel of me again, the texture of my skin. The way her wetness mixed with my spit before I gave her more. But when I did, I started with a tease, circling the tip of my finger around her opening, carefully going in as far as my nail to see how easily I slipped into her. “You’re so fucking tight.”

Something I remembered.

Along with the way she had molded around my dick.

How she had clutched it from the inside, pulsing around me when I finally buried myself in her.

“Easton!” She squeezed my strands of hair. Pulling, yanking them. She even went as far as twisting them as my finger dipped all the way in, my tongue flicking back and forth across her clit. “Shit!”

Her hips bucked.

Her fingers locked on my head.

From her sounds alone, I knew this wasn’t going to take long.

But I wanted to worship her.

I wanted to bathe in her scent and soak myself in her wetness.

So I slowed down, giving her more friction with my finger, inserting up to my knuckle, and pulling back out. I repeated that patternover and over. And each time, I swallowed her, reveling in her flavor as it flowed down my throat.

“Yes! Fuck!” she shouted.

The second my tongue increased in speed, her hips rocked, and she used more strength as she pushed against my face. She was building, closing in. Her clit hardening. Her moans loudening.

She was narrowing even more around my finger.

“You want to come.”

Her eyes were already pleading with me as she gazed down between her legs. “Please.”

I licked her even faster. I gave her more pressure, sliding in a second finger, aiming both toward her stomach so I hit that intense, magical spot.

The one that, before our phone sex, had never been touched before.

“Easton!” She tremored. “Oh! Fuck! Me!”

I kept my fingers plunged inside, caressing them over her G-spot. Her legs closed in around my face, but that didn’t stop me. My tongue moved with the same ferociousness, alternating between flicking and sucking, as my fingers dived, circled, left, and stroked back in.

And all the while, I watched her peak.

She gave off every signal that she was moving toward that mind-blowing spike. Her hips ground, her clit turned even harder. Because I knew she was there, teetering that edge, I gave her every ounce of power I had, using a speed I hadn’t reached before.

She gasped. “Oh my!”

I didn’t pause.

I didn’t even slow.

Not even when her stomach began to shudder and she screamed, “Easton,” throughout my bedroom.

I just kept rolling, licking, devouring, until I sensed that she was coming down. That was when I eased up, knowing her body was on the verge of extreme sensitivity.

“Wow,” she panted as she finally stilled. “I don’t know what the hell that was, but ...”

I lapped her, gently pulling my fingers out, sucking off the wetness that coated my skin. Before I lifted my face away, I gave that spot one last kiss.

At the very top.

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