Page 65 of Snows Sinful Seven

Smirking, I grab the shirt I’m wearing and pull it over my head. I can feel her eyes on me as I toss it to the ground and make quick work of my pants. Soon I’m only in my bra and underwear.

“Keep going,” she encourages, chest heaving as she works herself over.Holy shit, is she fingering herself to me undressing?Gods, that’s so fucking sexy.

Her eyes eat my body up when I’m fully naked, and she whimpers, moving her fingers faster.

“Not so fast,” I tell her, crawling into the bed. I stop between her legs and remove her hand. “I want to be the one to make you feel good, Snow. I want to be the one who makes you cum.”

Her chest is heaving, eyes wild as she whispers, “Please.”

She’s begging me too much for my liking. I don’t want to keep her waiting and wanting any longer. I take the fingers she has buried deep inside her cunt and lick them clean, loving as she squirms beneath me.

Bringing my head between her legs, I moan when I see how wet and pink her slit is. Grabbing her hips, I hold her still as I take my first lick.

She moans, lifting her hips up in search of more. That sweet apple pie taste has me aching for more.

I lap at her pussy like I’m starved. And I am, for her. For her pleasure. For her whimpers, whines, and moans, using them as a guide.

I eat her out until she’s sobbing with shaking legs and fingers clawing at the bed.

“Regina!” she screams. “Oh fuck, yes, yes, don’t stop. I’m so close. Oh god, please don’t stop.”

I didn’t plan on stopping. I never want to fucking stop. I lick and thrust my tongue deep inside her before sucking her clit into my mouth. Doing it over and over again until she finally shatters for me.

She grabs my hair, pulling at the strands. I enjoy the sting as she screams, sobbing my name as she cums hard.

Snow grinds against my face, body shaking as her orgasm hits her in waves. She soaks my face, and I do my best to lap it up, but there’s so much. An unholy amount. It’s her slick. And holy hell, it’s the best damn thing I’ve ever tasted.

When she lets go of my hair, letting her body relax into the bed, I move to look at her. “You okay, baby?”

“Wow,” she sighs happily. “Just... wow.”

I laugh, moving until my body is over hers. “I hope that’s a good wow.” I lick my lips before wiping my mouth with the back of my hand.

“I’m sorry. That was... a lot.” She tries to hide her face, but I grab her chin gently, forcing her to look at me.

“You're an omega, your body is changing. It’s normal. And frankly, one of the hottest things ever.”

“Really?” She bites her lower lip, driving me wild.

“Yes.”

“That was amazing.” She grins.

“I’m glad. Because I had no idea what I was doing.” I laugh, thankful that she enjoyed herself.

“Are you sure about that? It was like you were the vagina whisperer.”

My eyes widen, and I laugh. “Oh, I love sex-drunk Snow. She’s fun.”

“Stop.” She laughs, and then I kiss her.

Our kisses are messy, passionate, and full of love.

“I love you,” I pant against her lips as I pull back from the kiss.

“I love you too.” She reaches up to brush my hair behind my ear. “I’m so sorry we had to meet the way we did. But I’m glad it brought you into my life. It was sad and lonely before I met you. I knew for a long time my life wasn’t going to be easy, that I wasn’t going to let my dad control it—tell me who to marry and how to live my life. But I’m glad I don’t have to do it alone. That I have you and the guys by my side.”

“I wouldn’t wanna be anywhere else.” I kiss her fingers as she brushes them against my lips.

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