Page 16 of Pucks and Books

“Want help with that?” she asks, her eyes dropping to where I grip my cock through my sweatpants. She licks her lips, and I almost let her—fuck, I almost reveal my cock to stuff her sweet mouth with it.

“Not yet. I want your pussy in my mouth.” Her chest is rising and falling with a vengeance, and I can’t wait to hear her scream. “I’d watch you, you know?”

Her eyes darken as she leans back, parting her legs for me.

I step between them, taking her jaw in my hand before leaning down to kiss her. I don’t, though. I linger over her lips, our eyes locking. “I’d sit right here and wonder what it would be like to have you like this. To taste you come in my mouth, to hear you scream, to feel you wiggle under my touch.” Her breath is coming out in spurts as her eyes burn into mine. “I’d sit right here and just know that you’d take my cock so damn good.”

Her eyes fill with fire as she arches up to me, her lips grazing mine. With nothing but pure hunger in those swirling eyes, she whispers against my lips, “Then what are you waiting for?”

Shit, what am I waiting for?

I take her lips then with determination, my heart slamming into my chest as she meets my kiss with each stroke of our tongues. It’s a messy kiss, and damn it, I love it. She captures my bottom lip between her teeth, and I hiss out a breath as I squeeze her jaw. She lets me go, grinning devilishly at me as I lean back. “Channeling your inner brat, I see?”

She bites her bottom lip as I push her back into the chair. “Only for you.”

“Mmm.” I squeeze her chin between my fingers. “Then I guess I can’t eat this pretty pussy if you aren’t going to be a good girl.”

She pouts out her bottom lip at me. “So, you’re all talk?”

I chuckle as I lower myself to my knees. “Fuck no. I want this pussy in my mouth more than I want to breathe.”

Her legs part more, and my eyes never leave hers as I run my hands up her thighs. I’m waiting for her to tell me no, to have second thoughts, but nothing but pure desire is shining in her eyes, and I know she wants this as much as I do. I take ahold of her panties at her waist, and she lifts that sweet ass so I can pull them down and off. Her panties are soaked, and that thrills me in ways I can’t even imagine. This girl is driving me wild. I’m wound so tight, I can hardly move, let alone breathe, as I throw her panties to the floor. I hook her legs over the arms of the chair and take in her glistening center. She’s bare and swollen, her desire bright all over her lips. Desire I caused, and fuck, if that doesn’t turn me on even more.

I look up to see her watching me, her lips parted as she takes deep breaths. “You’re gorgeous.”

Her eyes fall shut a bit before she licks her lips. “Please.”

“Mm,” I groan, lifting my shaking hand from behind her knee. I run a finger through her desire and lips as she arches off the chair. “Say it again.”

I slide one finger inside her, and she jerks against my hand.

“Please,” she moans without hesitation.

She’s so tight, so fucking wet. Shit, I might blow right here. I pull my finger out slowly as our eyes lock. I swear I’ve never seen anyone so gorgeous in my life. Her hair is in her eyes, her lips are swollen, and her pussy is weeping just for me.

“Fucking beautiful.”

“More.”

“Oh, my love, that pretty begging is dangerous,” I tell her as I slide my middle and ring finger into her. Her pussy squeezes my fingers as her head lolls back, the sultriest moan I’ve ever heard in my life leaving her lips. Without thinking, I bite out, “I’ll get addicted.”

“Yes!” she cries, her fingers digging into her thighs as she pushes down against my hand, causing my fingers to go deeper. I curl them up, hitting her right at the spot I know is going to have her trembling within seconds. I lean down, running the tip of my tongue along the hood of her pussy. She hisses and then cries out when I flick my tongue along her swollen nub.

“Fuck, you taste so good,” I mutter against her pussy, my voice shaky. I take another lick, teasing her as she thrashes beneath my mouth.

“Oh, oh, please,” she moans.

I wanted to go slow. I wanted to savor her, but I can’t. I need to see her come undone. I press my hand into her stomach, holding her in place right where I want her. I start to fuck her hard with my fingers as I suck that pretty little nub between my lips. I suck her as she cries out before I start to flick my tongue against her swollen clit. The thrill of knowing I have her aroused like this is overwhelming. She wants me; she needs me as much as I need her, and I can’t get enough. I need her to come. I want to make her feel good.

I move my hand faster inside her, curling my fingers into her, and she begins thrashing beneath my mouth. Her moans are intoxicating, her body is my wonderland, and when her legs start to shake, my balls grow heavy. She slides her fingers through my hair, her nails digging into my scalp as she grinds against my face. It’s maddening. I fucking love it. I press harder on her stomach to keep her still as I move my tongue and fingers faster. Her moans are loud, guttural, and damn near mind-blowing. I feel her tense around my fingers, she arches up, and then she’s squirting all over my face.

I lean back, catching her release in my mouth before covering her pussy with my lips and drinking her sweet nectar. Her cries are deep, and she shakes beneath my mouth as I continue to fuck her with my fingers and drink her dry. This has never happened to me. I’ve never made a girl come like this, and my earlier words come back at me tenfold.

I’ll get addicted.

Shit. I may already be.

CHAPTER 11

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