Page 128 of Fall With Me (Sugarland Creek)

“You're next level de-lulu is what you are.”

He pins my wrists above my head, feathering his lips down my neck and chest. “Say it.”

“No.”

“Say you'll marry me in thirty days.”

“In a thousand.”

His tongue swirls around my nipple, and I gasp at how sensitive it feels.

“Thirty. Days.”

“In amillion.”

His teeth clamp down.

“Ow!” My back arches, forcing me closer. “That's sensitive.”

“I'm gonna mark every inch of your body until you agree…”

“Pretty sure that's called coercion.”

“Call it whatever you want…” He flattens his hot tongue and slides it up between my breasts. “But that's my offer. You can keep your last name as long as you sayI Donext month.”

I whimper at the sensation of his body against mine, teasing and licking me. “More likeI Don’t…”

His head pops up with a heated scowl. “Don't make me eat your pussy until you agree. Because we both know you will cave eventually when my face is buried between those thighs.”

My pussy clenches at his words, almost feeling the sensation of his mouth down there.

Goddamn him.

“On one condition…” I re-counter.

“Wait…how many conditions are we at now?”

Grinning, I shrug because I've long lost count. “I get to sit on your face while you eat me out.”

“Baby, you never have to beg for that…” He rolls to his back, leisurely strokes himself through his boxers, and then looks at me. “Well…c'mon.”

I straddle his waist and then second-guess myself. “I've never done it this way. Won’t I suffocate you or something?”

“Wouldn't that be the best way to die?” He winks. “You won't. I know how to breathe in between devouring your cunt.”

“Okay, but if memories of us start flashin' through your mind, tap my thigh or something. I don't wanna be a widow before we even get hitched.”

He barks out an amused laugh. “Sweetheart, this memory is about to go to the top of the fuckin' list when I die.”

Blushing with excitement and nerves, I wiggle up his body and over his mouth. He palms my ass and shoves me even closer.

Looking down, I only see his eyes and the narrow part of his nose. “There's no way you can breathe like this.”

He responds by swiping his tongue through my slit and pulling me down more. I grab the headboard and ride his face like I did his cowboy hat.

“Yes…that's so good. Right there…” I gasp at the invasion of his tongue twisting inside me.

He palms my ass cheeks, digging his fingers into them as I continue grinding over his face.

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