Page 71 of Rating the Book Boyfriend

Spreading my pussy lips, he glances up at me with a wicked grin before dragging a long lick directly up my center. I cry out with pleasure.

“This what you need, sweetheart? You want me to lick this cunt until you paint my face with your creamy goodness?”

“Yes!” I pant, and my world flips as Riggs rolls onto his back and plants me on his face.

“Then take it, baby girl. Take what you need from me.”

This is one of the things I love most about being with Riggs. He’s dominant as fuck when things turn sexual, but he’s also secure enough to cede control to me sometimes. His number one priority is my pleasure, and I can’t say I’ve ever been with anyone like that before.

Riggs gently eases my thighs apart so that I sink farther onto his face. “That’s it, Libby. Ride my mouth like a good girl.”

My hips begin to move, and he hums his approval against my center, the vibrations ramping up my arousal tenfold. He always sounds like he’s eating the most decadent dessert when he has his mouth on me.

“Mmm, so fucking good,” he groans, tongue fucking me while his hands grip my hips. My clit glides across his rough, wet tongue, and I increase my pace, chasing the orgasm that’s right on the horizon.

“Talk to me,” I whimper, needing to hear his dirty words to push me over the edge.

“I think about eating this sweet, pink pussy all day at work. Mmmm, baby, yes. I feel you dripping into my mouth. Give it all to me.”

Holy fuck, this man… My fingers dig into the cushy arm of the couch as I find a sensual rhythm. Riggs guides my hip motions into small circles, and his scruff abrades my pussy and the insides of my thighs.

All the sensations combine to get me to my release, and I come with a loud cry of nonsense words as my pussy jerks rapidly back and forth over Riggs’s eager mouth. His constant hums of approval as he laps up every drop only serve to prolong my climax. Every time I think I’m done, another wave of bliss rolls through me until my spine goes loose.

“Mmm, so good, Libby-girl. You taste like delicious sin on my tongue,” he groans into me as his mouth finally slows between my legs. When his big hands grip my hips and slide me down his body, I notch my sex over his impressive erection, wetting him with the evidence of what he does to me.

I kiss him, tasting myself in his mouth, and he strokes soothing fingers up and down my back. “I want to ride you,” I tell him, and his thick cock twitches against me.

“Let me get a condom.”

I move off him, and he quickly grabs a foil packet and a towel before returning to the couch. He lays the towel down and sits on it and then rolls on the condom. His dick is hard and red, resting against his stomach, and I’ve never wanted to sink onto a man so much in my life.

Riggs said earlier that he wanted me from behind, so I position myself in reverse cowgirl on his lap. “Fuuuuck,” he groans, holding himself up so I can swirl my opening over his swollen head. “Take me slow, Libby-girl. I want you sore, but not so sore I can’t have you again and again tonight.”

Holy shit, this man is a sex god. And I want to be his goddess.

Arching my neck back so my hair drapes dramatically down my back, I lower myself onto his length. It has the desired effect because Riggs’s hands sink into my hair and tug.

“So fucking beautiful taking my cock inside that tight little pussy, baby.”

I circle my hips and whimper, trying to deal with all of this man. He’s so thick, and this position only amplifies it. Keeping one hand fisted at the base of my neck, he grasps my hip with the other. I love his touch, the gentle and the not-so-gentle.

“You fill me up so good, Riggs. You touch places I’ve only dreamed about,” I moan as I begin to move.

“No one else will ever touch those places,” he growls, tightening his grip on my hair. “Only me. Do you understand?”

Good lord have mercy! His possessiveness has me panting like a horny bitch in heat.

“Yesss,” I hiss when the crown of his erection drags across a particularly sensitive spot inside me. I lean forward a little, placing my hands on his knees, and his balls ride full and firm against my clit.

“Do you have any idea how goddamn hot you look, Liberty? You’re the culmination of every wet dream I’ve ever had. So beautiful. So perfect for me, baby girl.”

My praise kink is in full effect as I ride him harder, take him deeper, fuck him faster. When Riggs grabs both my hips and starts pounding savagely up into me, my orgasm is on a fast track to becoming reality.

“Yes, just like that,” I say breathlessly because the man is seriously knocking the wind from my lungs. “Be rough with me, Riggs. I need it.”

A slap to my ass jolts me and turns me on even more as my release perches on the horizon. “You like that, baby? You like me spanking this naughty little ass? I think you want me to fuck it.”

Oh, sweet heavens! This is some next-level shit.

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