Page 71 of Crave Me

He tossed the towel aside, then pulled up short when he saw Damien right beside me.

“I—”

“Damn, Seb, that was some hot talk right there.”

I slapped my hand to my face. “Oh God.”

“Is that how you usually bring it?” Damien asked.

“Actually, that’s a little toned down and—”

“Bastian.”

“Right.” He grinned out at Damien. “It’s private.”

Damien grinned back. “Sure.” He looked down at his phone. “Thanks for the inspiration, little bro. Gotta go. And clearly you’ve got your own plans to see to,” he said, gesturing at Bastian’s hard cock on full fucking display. He winked at us, then headed out, shutting the door behind him.

I rolled my eyes at Bastian. “That was really something.”

He came to me and cupped my cheeks. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to embarrass you. Although, these blushing cheeks are so fucking cute.”

I slapped his hands away. “Stop. You’re being a bastard.”

He wiggled his eyebrows. “Your bastard.”

My core clenched as he stroked his hard cock right in front of me.

“Damn, you’re sexy.”

I looked down at myself in just a pair of black jeans and a blue strappy tank, my hair wild and all over the place. “Come on.”

“Oh, but you are,” he said, coming closer, his cock just inches from my face. “Always so fucking sexy.”

“Bastian,” I cautioned, even though my whole body was heating at his closeness, his playful tone, and the fact that he was stark naked and right up in my space. “You’re still supposed to be taking it easy.”

“Taking it easy… hmm.”

In the next second, he was lunging at me and taking me with him onto the bed. I squealed as he pounced on me, then opened my jeans and yanked them down my legs, baring my black lace panties.

“I can work with that, baby,” he said, a moment before rolling me beneath him, then spinning me around so that I was on top of him and facing his very hard cock.

“Can you?” he asked, a moment before he yanked my panties down to my knees, then slicked his tongue through my folds.

“Shit!” I cried, bucking on him as shocks of pleasure went through me. “You seductive bastard.”

“Fucking right.” He licked me softly, slowly, exploring and taking his time. “Missed this, missed you,” he said, pulling back for a moment, before continue his toe-curling tease.

“I did too,” I admitted, sinking into the sweet pleasure and familiar feel of him as I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock, then sucked his crown into my mouth.

A thrill ran through me as he thickened in my hand, his tip already leaking pre-cum for me.

It spurred me on and the slow and easy fell away all too quickly, the need for him that I’d had to swallow down taking me over and blasting open the floodgates.

In the next second, I was removing my hand from his base, then driving all the way down, swallowing him down to the root.

“Motherfucker!” he cried out, bucking his hips.

Yes! I loved having this effect on him, on all of them. There was nothing else quite like it.

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