Page 145 of House of Lies

“Please, you have to rest. I’m fine. I’m just happy to see you. We can wait until you’re—” She cuts off with a breathless gasp as I pull her down onto my mouth.

It takes her all of two seconds before she’s fucking my face. I lick every inch of her pussy, and she just gets wetter and wetter.

“Oh God, that feels good,” she murmurs, bucking against my mouth so hard she bruises my lips.

I’m dimly aware of my cock tenting my underwear, but all my attention is on her. I thrust my tongue deep into her delicious pussy, her taste making goosebumps break out on my arms.

She rocks against my mouth, gasping every time I suck her clit between my lips and tease it with my teeth.

But it’s when I slip a finger inside her and start fingering her that she starts coming undone. She grabs my hair in a fist, staring down at me with the most shocked expression on her face as I eat her out—her mouth wide, eyes fluttering, a deep frown between her brows.

“Fuck, yes. I’m so close, Ethan. Fuck!”

Her movements become more exaggerated, her body stiffening when I slip the finger of my other hand into her tight little asshole.

“Oh God, fuck! Fuck!” She quivers, and I have less than a second’s warning—barely enough time to clamp my mouth over her pussy—before she comes.

And Christ, she’s so fucking glorious when she comes.

I drink her down, groaning as she moans and whimpers and mewls above me, her body shuddering. Her thighs clamp around my head, and even that brief pain is worth it because I’m rewarded with the sight of Cassidy being overwhelmed by her climax, head thrown back and a gasp rattling out of her throat as she grinds her pussy against my hungry mouth.

“Fuck, oh God, don’t stop,” she whispers like a curse, and I keep pumping my fingers in and out of her to stretch out her orgasm.

A last little shiver chases through her before she flops off of me and onto her back. One hand thrown over her eyes, her chest heaving, she lies there for a long moment before peeking at me through her fingers.

“The hell did you do to me?” she whispers. “I left my fucking body for a second there.”

“Only a second?” I tuck her hair behind her ear. “I’ll have to do better next time.”

She giggles, slapping away my hand when I trail it down her stomach, heading for her pussy again. “Back off, buster. Everything down there is still in shock.”

I cup her face, bending over her to kiss her. She doesn’t pull away, even though I’m sure she can taste herself on my lips, and that just makes me groan and want to fuck her into a catatonic state.

But my head gives a warning thump, so I break off our kiss, caressing the side of her cheek as I gaze down at her.

She blinks at me, and I frown as a tear slides down her face.

“Hey…”

Cassidy shakes her head. “I’m fine. Better than fine.” Her throat moves as she swallows, a frown puckering her brow again. “I…love you.”

My heart gives a big, happy thump inside my chest.

I stare at her with awe, shaking my head. “I think I love you too.”

“You think?” She glares at me. “Listen, Sir, if you don’t know for a fact by now whether or not—” She squeals when I grab her around the waist and flip her onto her back, pinning her to the mattress.

“Do I need to flog that attitude out of you, toy?”

She pouts up at me. “Maybe. Will it hurt?”

“Oh, it’s going to hurt all right,” I murmur, ducking down so I can press soft little kisses along her jaw. “But it’ll feel so good you won’t even fucking care.”

She giggles, and Christ, it makes me want to fuck her so badly I struggle to keep myself in check.

But I can wait for a few hours.

A day at the most.

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