Page 33 of Best Part of Me

I tenderly press my lips to the inside of her thigh, gifting her with languid kisses against the soft skin there, and she squirms. I drag my hand down her stomach before I grip her thigh and squeeze, spreading her legs farther apart. My fingers trace every dip and curve before they reach her pussy. Cammie gasps.

“Ahh, now we’re getting somewhere, Sunshine.” The pad of my thumb draws circles at her most tender area, and she writhes beneath me.

“Mav,” she cries out.

The cry, along with my name uttered from her lips, make me eager to satisfy her. But I’m a greedy mother fucker. For more cries. More praise.

My fingertips glide closer to her entrance as I lower my mouth to her. The desperation to taste her guides my every move. Dragging my tongue across her clit, she arches against my mouth, digging her heels into my back.

My name falls ever so quietly out of her mouth on a groan.

“That’s it, Sunshine, fuck my tongue.”

She moans louder. “Maverick. I had no idea. I mean, I had an idea, of course. But holy shit, how are you so good at this?”

I chuckle against her but don’t stop. I take my time, my mouth a torture device for pleasure. I slip my finger inside her tight pussy while my tongue twirls against her, my dick growing harder by the second.

“So... so good,” she says on an elongated breath, her head falling backward.

“Tell me no man has ever satisfied you?” I demand, my finger gliding in and out of her in a rhythm she must appreciate by the way she’s writhing beneath me.

She pushes onto her elbows, her eyes fluttering open, and we make eye contact from where I’m perched between her legs. I already know, this will be my new favorite spot. Right here, with a view of her gorgeous pink bud and access to all the spots that make Cammie come undone.

“No one,” she admits in an airy tone.

“And no man ever will?”

When she doesn’t answer, I tease her relentlessly by sliding my tongue up and down, licking her perfect clit while she arches into me. She pants louder and wraps her legs tightly around my shoulders.

“Never,” she cries out.

“That’s it, Sunshine. Was that so hard? Now lie back and let me take care of you. I owe you a proper orgasm.”

“Ha,” she scoffs, falling back onto the mattress. “You think it will happen like this? Not likely.”

“Challenge accepted.” I smirk and return to the tongue torture. She squirms, she gasps, she moans. I suck until her body nearly comes undone. Until she’s almost a puddle at my command. But I don’t give her the satisfaction. Not yet. I torment her until she’s on the brink of pleasure.

“Mav,” she rasps.

“I can’t hear you,” I tease.

She covers her face with a palm. “Dammit, Mav, I was wrong, okay? I’m so close.”

“You don’t have to hold back with me. Remember, my Sunshine.”

Mysunshine.Mine.

She uncovers her face and peers up at me with urgency burning in her darkened blue eyes. “Please.”

“Please, what? Louder, Cammie.”

“Please, Mav. Don’t stop.”

She arches and writhes. Her movements are completely erratic, and somehow, that loss of control turns me on even more. I splay a hand over her perfect tit, massaging and pinching a nipple between my finger and thumb.

“I want to taste you when you come. I want to feel it against my tongue.”

She laughs lightly. “Oh, you will. You will, Maverick.”

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