Page 183 of Crave

“Go deeper. How much of my cock can you take?”

Candy clatters against his teeth, and I relax my throat, wanting to impress him. His eyes darken as I get further down to the base. Tears well in my eyes and he casually wipes them away. When he hits the back of my throat, I tense and gag.

But the moan that comes out of his mouth pushes me to keep going. Bobbing up and down on his cock, I trail my nails into his thick thighs.

As soon as he starts to tense under my touch, his fingers tangle in my hair and he pulls me back. His dick pops out of my mouth and I swipe the side of my lips.

“That good you couldn’t stop yourself coming down my throat?” I tease.

Bending down, he gently lifts me up, his strong arms supporting my unsteady legs.

As he gets down on one knee, a soft tap on my ankle catches my attention. Placing it on his thigh, I stabilize myself with a hand on his shoulder while he takes my heel off, repeating the process with the other foot.

He gives a kiss to the inside of my thigh before standing up.

“Drop the dress. Let me see every inch of your beauty, pchelka.”

With trembling fingers from excitement, not knowing what his unpredictable ass is going to do next has me all kinds of riled up.

Following his instructions, I unzip the side and let it drop. This is exactly why I opted for a shorter dress. Easier to take off.

It gathers around my feet, leaving me vulnerable and exposed to him.

His eyes trace my body with intense desire.

“Hold this.” He shoves his lollipop in the air, so I take it and pop it into my mouth.

That earns me a grin.

“Hmmm.” His fingers trace along my ass.

I let out a shriek as he grabs my waist and bends me over his shoulder, then stands.

The next thing I know, I’m on all fours on top of the dining table surrounded by candy, but I’m the main course.

“Back it up, baby. Gimme that ass.”

Shuffling back as best I can, I wait patiently for him.

“I want you to just feel. You good with that, baby?” He traces his finger up my spine and I arch my back.

“I trust you.”

“Good girl. Close your eyes.”

I do as he says and a wave of anticipation rushes through me as he secures what I think is his pink tie over my eyes.

“Head down. Butt up. I’m about to do things to you that will make you scream, just like you wanted.”

He slaps my outer thigh, and I jolt forward in surprise.

I bite down on the inside of my mouth as he runs his finger along my pussy and spreads me open. His hot breath beats against my sensitive skin. The second his tongue connects, I cry out. It feels so good. My heightened senses are solely focused onthe sounds of his moans and the sensations of his licks against me.

He knows what I need. I never have to tell him. He was right.

He knows me better than I know myself.

CHAPTER 91

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