Page 91 of Tore Up

“Those are the sweetest fucking lips,” he said. “But there’s another place I need to taste.”

When he dropped me onto the bed, I bounced once whilehe went to his knees and took my legs, laying them over his shoulders. Sucking in a breath, I held it as he pressed his mouth against my clit.

“Oh God,” I breathed.

The long swipe of his tongue was followed by another. He began to lick me like he couldn’t get enough. Deep sounds were vibrating in his chest.

“Bane,” I cried out, grabbing the back of his head and lifting my hips.

“Mmm, that’s it,” he murmured. “Fuck my face, sweet girl.”

My head fell back, and I moaned. The pleasure was too much. I felt like I was going to explode. I pulled at his hair, chanting his name. It was there. The spiral was tickling me, and then it grabbed me, tossing me into bliss that had come from Bane Cash’s tongue.

I was still coming down from the best orgasm of my life when Bane moved me to the center of the bed and climbed over me. His towel was gone, and the intimidating erection was right there. That was most likely going to hurt, but I didn’t care. I wanted it.

I lifted my hips. “Please, Bane,” I pleaded.

He hissed as he stared down at my open legs. “Fuck.” A fierce expression came over him, and he looked as if he was battling something.

Was he going to decide that he couldn’t do this?

I stilled, watching him.

His jaw worked back and forth, and then he cursed again, moving off me.

I was going to cry. He had changed his mind.

He jerked open a drawer and pulled out a square silver packet. A condom.

“Oh, thank God,” I breathed, relieved.

He moved back to me as he tore open the packet. “What areyou thanking God for, pretty girl?”

I loved when he called me that. “I thought you had changed your mind.”

He shook his head. “No. I just wanted to sink my dick into your hot little cunt bare. Feel you. Shoot my load into you. Have you leaking with me.”

I wanted that now. I trembled with anticipation.

He ran his fingertip down my chest. “But I need to get checked. I’ve got to keep you safe,” he said, then held himself over me as he brushed the head of his penis against me. “Fuck, I want to feel that coating my dick.”

“Yes,” I agreed.

He lowered his hips, sinking into me, stretching me slowly.

“I’ll get checked,” he said. “Then, I’ll keep this needy cunt full of my cum.”

His body was rigid as he pushed into me.

“Jesus, pretty girl,” he groaned. “That’s tight.”

I whimpered as he went deeper and then stilled.

“Am I hurting you?”

“No. Please, I want all of it,” I panted.

His eyes flared with heat, and then he snarled as he pushed into me fully. “FUUUUCK!”

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