Page 52 of Wicked Scandal

“Mmm, Mrs. J,” he hums. “I can’t wait to see how good my teacher tastes.” His words light a fire inside me that hasn't burned in years.

The pad of his tongue drags up and down my sex and my legs tremble before I even have a second to enjoy it—before I even have a chance to try and hold back. I don’t want this to be over so soon.

Wilder chuckles, his head peeking up at me. “Don’t worry, Kitty Cat. I might be younger than you, but I know how to make you come more than once.”

A shiver runs down my spine, the best kind. Before I can blink, he is back to work and all too soon I cry out in pleasure.

I grab a fistful of his hair, forcing pressure as I buck my hips upward. I can’t even remember the last time a man has made me feel so good. Everything feels extra sensitive, but it’s like I need him more than I need air.

Wilder separates my thighs farther, kissing one, then sucking on the other. He pushes two fingers inside me, curling the tips at just the right angle. My mouth falls open just in time for him to look up at me with delight.

He wasn’t kidding; he knows exactly what he’s doing. And I can already feel myself yearning for more.

Wilder’s experience is obvious with the way he moves his mouth and works his fingers, but instead of being jealous of all the girls he’s been with in the past, I’m grateful that it’s me he’s with right now. In a weird way, Ifeel privileged to have this amazing man all to myself, even if it’s only for a little while.

Pushing deeper, he hits a spot that has a moan parting my lips. I lift slightly so I can see him because I’m a visual kind of girl and the sight of him sucking on my clit while electricity courses through my body, drives me absolutely wild.

His fingers move in a fluid motion as he gives attention to every inch of my core. Every nerve ending is hit and my body feels like it’s soaring in the clouds.

I grab his head, not knowing anything else at this moment beside my need to come for him.

“Oh God,” I cry out, arching my back farther. I’m desperate for more. I crave the moment I’m sent over the edge into ecstasy, but I also don't want this to end.

Wilder makes my body feel so damn good.

Adding another finger, he pumps feverishly and the pleasure is almost more than I can handle. His teeth graze my clit, nibbling on the sensitive nub, and I suck in a shaky breath just before my walls clench around his digits.

I come undone—completely unraveled as my orgasm hits me full force.

“Wilder,” I moan, nearly singing his name. “Oh, baby.”

I surprise even myself with how vocal I am. I've always been a mouse in bed, but this man does things to me that I can’t explain.

The next thing I know, Wilder is sliding up my body. His mouth lands on mine and I taste the bitterness of my arousal on him. “My favorite dessert,” he says.

I quirk a brow, unsure what he’s talking about.

“You taste like my new favorite dessert.”

I feel my cheeks flush with heat and the shade only deepens when he drags his tongue across my bottom lip. “I can’t get enough of you, Mrs. J.”

I cup his face in my hands and kiss him again. “The feeling is mutual.”

His erection presses into my thigh as he slides up and down my body, gyrating against me. “Are you on birth control?” he asks with a raised brow.

“Yes,” I tell him. He looks nervous for a second so I pull his face to me. “What is it?”

This time it’s his face that turns red. “I wasn’t expecting this to happen so I didn’t come prepared.”

I kiss his cheek, reassuring him. “I’m clean. If you are too, then I trust you.”

The next thing I know he’s sliding his big cock inside me, filling me to the brim. There’s no pain, only pleasure.

My arms wrap around his torso, fingers pressing into the skin of his back.

His movements are slow to start and it’s nice, just feeling him inside me while our bodies connect. Every few seconds he kisses my forehead, my cheek, or my neck.

I savor every moment, warmth radiating through my core.

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