Page 119 of The Wildflower


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He makes up for the roughness by sucking my clit between his lips, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin.

I lift my hips, begging for more, needing more. “Drew!”

He flicks his gaze up to meet mine and speaks against my pussy. “What did I tell you, Flower? It’s my pussy. Every inch of you belongs to me.”

When he ducks back down, he takes no mercy on me. His teeth graze my clit with every swipe of his tongue and when my body grows wetter, the muscles relaxing and adjusting he adds another finger. He fucks me with those three fingers, making me climb higher and higher.

I’m full, so deliciously full, but I love it.

All I can do is whimper when he gently eases in a fourth finger. Oh fuck.

“Can my pretty pussy take the whole thing? Can you take my fist in your cunt, Bel? Will you cream all over my fingers, and scream my name while you explode?”

There’s no other option but to take the pleasure and pain that he gives me. The sounds my body makes as he slips in and out of me, they’re embarrassing yet so hot they intensify my pleasure.

“Can you feel it, feel your pussy tightening around my fingers? God, I love seeing you stretched like this. At my mercy… hanging on the edge, waiting for my command.”

My toes curl, and I’m walking a tightrope of pleasure. There’s a burn in my core, and I know what he wants. There’s still one more finger to go. He’s going to stretch me as far as I can go, and make me take it even if I whine, whimper, and beg for him to stop.

He knows my body better than even I do.

His green eyes lock on mine. “Don’t take your eyes off me, Bel. Don’t you fucking dare. Your pleasure is mine, and you’ll come when I say you can come.”

I grit my teeth and blink up at him, knowing exactly what he expects of me. He smiles and oh-so slowly adds his thumb to the other four fingers already inside me. The tinge of pain from being stretched so thoroughly tugs at my nerve endings.

Oh god. My arousal drips down my thighs and his hand. I can feel the pleasure building, threatening to consume me. I fist the sheets below my hands and try to escape the pleasure, but I can’t.

“Drew! Please! I need to come… please…” I whimper, nearly on the edge of tears. With a chuckle, he disappears again, and his lips latch onto my clit again, sucking, drawing the orgasm out of me like a peel carved around an apple. I convulse, my hips lifting on their own, as the juices spill out of me like a damn waterfall.

It’s a damn miracle that I keep my eyes on his, even as mine well up and tears slip down the sides of my cheeks. The pleasure ripples over my body, until it becomes almost painful, and I have to push at his shoulders to get him to stop eating my pussy or risk dying from post-orgasm pleasure.

He takes mercy on me finally and lifts his head from between my thighs. I watch mesmerized and in a haze as he licks the arousal glistening his lips.

“You’re such a good girl, creaming all over my fist.”

All I can do is huff out a breath, my heart still hammering against my rib cage. With a tenderness, he eases his fingers out of me, and I’m left with an emptiness that only he can fill. I reach for him, wanting to return the favor, but he merely shakes his head.

“I’ll fuck you and fill you with my cum real soon, but first we need to have a little talk.”

“I’m still mad at you for drugging me.”

“As expected.”

“It hurt my feelings that you didn’t trust me enough to tell me.”

“It wasn’t that I didn’t trust you. I wanted to tell you. I needed the element of surprise, and if you followed along with everything I did, I wouldn’t have been able to sell it to him. I needed him to believe that I was finally following along, that I was going to listen.”

I understood that and knew I’d have to accept that the men in my life would occasionally do things to protect me and not tell me because they wanted to ensure I was safe. That didn’t mean I had to like it, though.

“Don’t do it again.”

“Which part? The drugging or the hiding information until the very end?”

I pin him with a glare. “Both. I didn’t like not knowing what was happening, and I was scared when I woke up and we were in your father’s office.”

Drew cradles my cheeks in his hands, his lips hovering above my own. “I’ll do my very best in the future to tell you every single detail of every single thing. Unless it’s unsafe for you to know.”

“Fine.” I smile and press my lips against his. There’s no use arguing, he won’t change his mind on this. I can tell by the rigid set of his jaw and the spark in his eyes. There will be things I can fight him on and things I can’t fight him on. I know this, and I need to learn to compromise with him, but it’s difficult when he’s such a caveman.

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