Page 88 of The Trophy

I demonstrate what I mean with that by licking a long, slow path from entrance to clit, stopping there just for a second.

“Cash,” she says softly and that’s all the encouragement I need to give her an open-mouthed kiss.

I slant my mouth on her skin, covering the area where her clit is but not applying any direct pressure on it.

This is all about the sensation caused by the warmth of my mouth as I tease her by breathing on her most sensitive spot.

“Oh,” her fingers tangle into the short strands of hair at the top of my head in the obvious effort to keep me where she wants me.

“Hmm,” I know that sound will reverberate just where I want it to and she squirms, trying to direct my head where she needs me.

Teasing her is fun, but it’s also because too much pressure on her little bundle of nerves too soon would do just the opposite of what I want to achieve.

I finally lick her again, using the flat of my tongue, pressing fully on her clit for the first time.

“Oh yes, Cash,” she moans as I repeat the same move. “Please, don’t stop.”

That’s my cue that she’s ready and I purse my lips, sucking on her.

I’m rewarded with a little gasp of surprise and I renew my onslaught with another lick; this time I use the tip of my tongue, swirling it around her most sensitive spot and then flicking it right over it, back and forth a few times, before I suck on her again.

Her moans and cries, the way she’s holding onto my head, tell me that I’ve got her right where I want her, on the edge of a powerful release.

“Cash,” she moans, tensing up and I know she’s close.

I wrap one arm around her butt, ready to support her in case her knees give in.

She tastes so good that I never want to stop feasting on her but I’m also dying to see her coming apart, so I graze her very gently with my teeth.

That’s Lakyn’s undoing and the sounds she makes as she rides her high go straight to my cock.

Fuck, I could come just like this, with my mouth on her and listening to the sounds of the pleasure I just gave her.

But I want more.

Lakyn and I haven’t gone all the way yet and the only thing that could keep me from claiming her right now is if she said no.

I get up, grabbing her chin to take her lips in a deep, hungry kiss. “Can you taste how sweet you are?” I growl, palming one of her perfect tits and driving my hips forward to make her feel what she does to me.

“Cash,” she murmurs. “Please, fuck me.”

Shit.

There’s nothing I want more right now in this world.

The answer is another one of those soft, sexy moans and I advance on her, pushing her against the tiled wall of the shower.

Just the contact with her supple, wet skin makes my cock twitch in anticipation.

I drag the length of my hard shaft against the spot I was just kissing a moment ago, I’m dying to take her, to feel her wet heat wrapped around me.

I grab the backs of her thighs, lifting her against the wall, lining myself with her entrance.

“Cash,” she gasps as the contact with her softness makes me harder than ever. “Wait. We need a condom. Please tell me you have one. The ones from last night are still in my room.”

“I don’t know,” I answer, pressing against her entrance but not pushing in. “And I don’t care.”

Her fingers caress my jaw, her blue eyes intense. “Are you sure? You know I’m clean and on birth control, but I thought using extra protection was important to you.”

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