Page 74 of Burn With Me

I moan as his finger brushes against my clit.

Good lord, he could make me come just with his dirty mouth.

He enters me with two fingers as his thumb finds my clit, moving in slow circles, driving me wild. It’s amazing how quickly he’s learned exactly what I like.

I bring my hands around his neck and drag my nails down his skin as I pull him into a kiss.

I grumble in protest when he removes his fingers and pulls his hand out of my leggings.

“I got you, baby, I promise.”

He nips at my lip and pushes his tongue into my mouth, and I gasp.

“What do you want, sweetness?”

“More,” I moan as I roll my hips to try and get closer to him.

“More what? This?” He brushes his hand just under my breasts. “Or this?” He rolls my nipple between his fingers as he kisses along my collarbone.

I can’t think as he puts my body into sensory overload in the best way. “Please . . .”

“Do you want my fingers or my mouth, baby?” he asks, taking pity on me, knowing I can’t put words together.

“Both.” This man has a talented mouth and fingers, and I’m here for it.

His deep chuckle hits me in my core, and I can feel myself getting wetter.

“Your wish is my command, sweetness.” He kisses down my body, pausing to pull my leggings partially off, leaving them hanging from my ankle.

I prop myself on my elbows so I can see him, my hand going to his hair.

He circles my clit before sliding his finger lower into my slit and pushing into me. I clench around his finger as he moves in and out of me.

“You feel so good, baby,” he groans and sucks my clit into his mouth.

“Holy shit,” I moan.

I’m closer to the edge than I realized. Rolling my hips, I try to encourage him to quicken his pace as I chase my orgasm. He lightly nips my clit, and I jump, a moan falling out of my mouth.

“That’s it, baby, you’re close, aren’t you? I can feel your pretty pussy trying to suck my finger in,” he says as he adds another finger.

“Yes . . . please.”

I pull his hair just enough to hold him in place because he moves his tongue faster and curls his fingers, hitting the spot that only he seems able to find.

My orgasm barrels through me, causing my eyes to roll back into my head as I scream his name.

He slows his pace but doesn’t stop, prolonging my orgasm. As I come back to myself, my eyes flutter open, and if my legs weren’t shaking like they are, I would climb him like a tree and have him take me to bed.

“Sweetness, you’ve ruined me,” he tells me and brings his fingers to his mouth, sucking them clean.

He stands up to kiss my forehead, and I can feel how hard he is still. When I bring my hands to his pants, he stops me.

“So, do you want to talk about seeing Brian at the store while you were grocery shopping?”

Thirty-One

Luke

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