Page 22 of Devour Me


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“My mom is going to be so upset.”

I wipe the moisture from my face to the back of my hand. “About what?”

“She’s always believed her spit had super power qualities, but it’s yours we need to bottle and sell. I feel amazing.” She pulls herself to a seated position. “Now it’s your turn.” She points to my desk chair and I obey.

“I’ll show you super powers later when we have more time.” She slides from the desk, pulls up her pants, and falls to her knees in front of me.

“Have you ever done this?” She might have been a virgin until last night, but she could be a pro at giving head. Lots of girls give one or the other freely. Anger flares inside of me at the thought of her lips on any other cock.

“Nope, you’re my first, so don’t be a hard judge.”

“Baby, if I get any harder I’m going to explode.” I unzip my pants and pull out my cock. It’s engorged and ready for her lips.

“Isn’t that the objective,?” She grins up at me. “For you to explode?”

“Yes, I’d say you’re correct.”

She licks her lips, and I funnel my fingers through her hair and guide her face to my lap.

She’s timid at first, then slides those plump lips over me, and I’m lost. My dick is the first one to touch her tongue, touch her pussy. I’m in fucking heaven knowing that she belongs to me exclusively. All I need to do is convince her of that truth.

Her tongue strokes me as her lips suck. I’m the one biting my fist to keep my moans in check. When she presses down and opens her throat, I almost lose it. “Jesus. You’re going to make me cum.”

She pulls back until my head pops from her lips. “You want to come, right?” She licks her lips and plunges back down. My balls crawl up and tighten, ready to explode. “If you don’t stop, I’m going to cum in your mouth.”

She hums her consent and presses down. My toes curl, and the tension rises until my nuts are tight balls, and my cock jerks in her throat. Spurt after spurt, I unload into her mouth. My sweetheart takes everything I have to give her. When my body stops twitching, she stops licking and sucking, and I fall back into the chair.

She leans back and looks at me from under the fringe of her bangs. She is this sexy uncertain woman who pulled me into her body and stole my heart.

With a firm grip on her hips, I pull her to my lap and kiss her. She tastes like me, I taste like her, and it

is a perfect combination. We stay like this for every delicious second that we can, but it’s not enough.

Lunch ends too soon, and we have to get back to class. The second part of the day, we will finesse and perfect our soufflés, and since the morning was all about savory, the afternoon will be about sweet, but the only thing sweeter than the ingredients is Maddy’s smile.

Paige returns with an attitude. Maybe it’s because she sees Maddy and I come out of my office together laughing and smiling.

She walks up to Maddy and flicks a crumb from her shirt. “You missed a bit.” Then she steps back to stand behind her. “Doesn’t look like it missed your ass though.”

Red heat rises up Maddy’s chest until her face is like a glowing ember. I step in between them to stop what looks to be the beginning of a catfight.

Instead, Maddy sidesteps me and says, “Are you stuck in high school? Just be a girl, not a mean girl. And if you insist on being mean, you’ll have to step up your game because I eat girls like you for lunch.”

Paige stomps to her worktable and swipes her apron from the surface. I hear her mumble under her breath, “It looks like it,” and I want to bitch slap her for insulting my girl, but I don’t because this is a business and slapping a twat waffle like Paige isn’t worth the bad press.

The rest of the afternoon passes without incident, but it feels like torture to not be able to touch Maddy. Now I have to endure an hour alone with Paige because of her winning cake.

With her purse over her shoulder, and her pink box of chocolate pastries in her hand, Maddy walks out the back door, and I chase her down. “Tonight? I’ll pick you up at six, and we’ll have dinner and do whatever?”

“You sure?” She looks past me into the kitchen where Paige has jumped up onto the stainless steel counter. “Because if you need time to do other things, I understand.”

She doesn’t understand. That’s the problem. She thinks this was a weeklong thing, but I’ll school her tonight. In fact, right now is a great time to start. I pull her to the side, out of the doorway, and out of view of everyone, and I kiss her. It is a long, slow, sensuous kiss, one that promises so much more.

“Dinner at six, Maddy. It’s a date.” My tone says, no arguing.

She reaches up and wipes the moisture from my bottom lip. “Or?”

“Or your ass and my hand have a date instead.” I reach around and grab a handful of one cheek.

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