Page 49 of Burn With Me

“What are you . . . holy . . . fuck yes.” He moans as I take him into my mouth, and I groan as his flavor explodes on my tongue.

I bring one hand up and wrap it around his length, looking up at him as I increase my pace. My eyes roll with pleasure as he brushes my hair out of my face and pulls it back.

Gripping my hair tighter, he pulls me closer, hitting the back of my throat.

My muscles tighten around him as I gag. He tries to pull me back, but I hold myself in place, showing him that I like it.

“You like that, baby? You look so good with my cock in your mouth.” He groans, his eyes hooded as he starts to loosen his grip on my hair. “Your mouth feels so good. I’m going to come.” He moves his hand from my hair so I can pull away, but I keep going.

I want everything this man can give me more than I want my next breath. He moans my name as he comes down my throat, and I swallow everything he gives me.

My heart is racing as I slowly pull off his length. I fight to catch my breath.

As I raise my eyes to meet his, desire crackles between us, causing my pussy to clench. He leans down and slams his mouth onto mine.

Pulling away, he slides his hands around my waist and throws me over his shoulder. Kicking his pants and boxers off, he starts toward my bed.

I can’t hold back my giggle.

He spanks my ass. “What’s so funny, baby? You and that perfect pussy and your perfect little mouth are going to come and scream my name one more time before I fuck you.”

He tosses me down on the bed, and I bounce once but can’t take my eyes off him. His cock is already half-hard again, and I rub my legs together to ease the growing ache.

“Do you need something, baby?” he says, crawling to me.

“Yeah, you,” I say, unsure where this bravery is coming from.

“You got me. Tell me what you really need,” he asks between kisses up my body.

“I want you to kiss me.”

He leans over me, his arms on either side of my head, smirking. “I can do that.”

His mouth descends hard.

It’s like we need each other to breathe. I claw at his back to try and bring him closer.

He moves his lips lower until they’re pressed against the crook of my neck. I move my head to the side to give him more access as he slowly runs his fingers down my body with feather-light touches.

Need pulses through me as his fingers find my wet slit. I’ve never wanted to feel someone inside me so desperately.

He nips at my neck and says, “I’m going to eat this pussy until your legs are trembling. Then, I’m going to fuck this pretty little pussy of yours until you can’t walk.”

I moan as he slides two fingers oh so slowly into my wet core and keeps whispering into my ear. “I want you to remember everything we do every time you move tomorrow.”

His fingers speed up, and he lightly brushes against my clit. The wave of euphoria builds, but before it claims me, his fingers are gone.

“No! I was so close!” I moan in protest.

“You’re such a needy girl, Amelia.” He smirks down at me, trailing his eyes along my naked body, causing me to shiver.

I’ve never felt as wanted as I do right in this moment.

He moves lower, kissing and nipping down my body. When he settles between my legs and puts them over his shoulders, he presses soft kisses to my inner thighs, and my eyes close as I’m overwhelmed with pleasure.

“Open your eyes, baby. I want you to watch me,” he demands, and my eyes snap open just as he licks up my folds.

“Oh, fuck, Luke.” I grip the sheets under me when he nips at my clit, my hips bucking upward.

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