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A smile appears on her lips as she pumps her hand up and down until a drop of pre-cum forms on the tip. “I have a feeling a dash of this will make it even better.”
I’m left speechless and dumb as she takes me between those plump lips and sucks. I don’t know what my intention was when I asked her to clean me off. Part of it was to shock her. Remind her that, no matter what, she’s mine. A greater part just wanted her to suck my dick.
I certainly didn’t intend on her knocking the wind out of me with her sexy fucking words and the hunger with which she’s doing it. Like she can’t get enough.
She swirls her tongue over the tip of my cock, one hand at the base because I’m too big for her to take me fully, the other grazing my balls with her fingernails. Then she pushes down so that the head slides all the way to her throat, where she moans and the vibrations travel like electricity through my entire body.
“Fuck, Skye,” I groan, thrusting my fingers into her thick waves and guiding her up and down. “You feel so good.”
Up and down she moves, and all the while, her eyes remain on mine. And they touch me in a completely different way.
She is so fucking beautiful, looking at me as I fuck her mouth. As I shove my cock again and again past those full pink lips.
“Drink me, Skye. Every fucking drop.” I fist her hair and I begin to thrust deeper, hitting the back of her throat, then I come.
Not once does she pull away, swallowing all I have to give.
When the spasms end, I release my hold on her hair and she sits back on her haunches. Inspecting her work as she wipes the corner of her mouth with her thumb, she says, “Squeaky clean.”
“Shit.”
She grins, a wicked, knowing sort of smile that fades when I reach out and trace her collar. “I have to shower,” she growls. “Suddenly, I feel dirty.”
Pushing away, she leaves me to stare after her. I don’t follow her, because I can’t move. And I don’t say anything, because I’m not sure what the fuck has pissed her off.
Luckily, the shower seems to calm her, and when she comes out wrapped in a towel, she looks to be in a better mood. “What’s that?”
“Some things I ordered for you,” I tell her as I set everything on the bed.
Coming to stand beside me, she touches the embossed name on one of five black boxes. “Lilly’s Den. Arran, that place is very expensive.”
“Lilly is a friend of my mother’s.”
“So she charges you less?”
My lips pull down. “I have no idea.”
A small giggle escapes her. “You’re definitely rich. God, I used to love going there. But I could only get myself one thing at a time.”
“Aren’t you going to see what’s inside?”
With a slight tilt of her head, as if she’s afraid there’s a bomb in it, she lifts the top off the smallest box. From it, she pulls out several pieces of lacy and silky lingerie.
Curiously, I reach in too and hook my finger through a thong. Instantly, I envision this scrap of fabric tucked intimately against Skye’s sweet cunt.
“I hope this bra fits. Usually, I have a hard time because my boobs are—” She cuts off when she glances at me. “What are you doing?”
Behind the thong pressed to my mouth, I smile. “Planning.”
She rolls her eyes and proceeds to open another box. “Ooh, Arran, look.” With excitement, she takes out three pairs of stretch pants and matching tank tops. Grabbing one, she rubs it on her cheek. “They’re so soft.”
Then she tears through the rest, finding an assortment of clothes for different occasions, just as I requested—shorts, shirts, socks, pants, and even a coat.
“Last one,” she says, going for the last package. Biting her lower lip, she lifts the top and sets it aside.
Her big gray eyes go wide as she peers at the shimmery black material. “It’s a gown.” She gets it and goes to the mirror. Holding it against her, she looks at herself from different angles. “Arran, it’s gorgeous.”
“I’m glad you like it.”
