Page 25 of Crave Me

“Based on how I just came down your throat, I’d say no. But fair is fair.”

“You’re not serious right now, Dallas.”

I drag her a few steps to my desk before pushing her up against it. Crowding her space, I pick her up by the hips, loving the feel of her curves under me, and set her on the edge of my custom wood desk.

“Quit being a fucking brat and lay back. Has anyone made you come with their mouth before?”

“Like I’d give you the satisfaction of knowing either way.”

That’s a hard no. Good. I want to be the first.

“I’ll take that as a no. I’m going to show you how good you can feel when a real man is taking care of this pussy.”

“You know what, Dallas? Fine. Show me what you’ve got, you raging, pompous dickhead. You want to eat me out? Do it then.”

“Fuck, princess, I love when you talk dirty to me.”

I push her to lay flat on my desk before shoving her dress up around her waist, and rubbing my hands slowly up her thick, gorgeous legs, loving the feel of her smooth skin under my palms. I stop at her thighs, grabbing a handful of flesh and squeezing, losing my fucking mind at how perfect her body looks and feels. She winces from the pressure, but I quickly release my hold, rubbing gently back over the area. I continue upward to my final destination, hooking my fingers into the thin fabric of her panties and pulling down her lacy thong before bunching it in my fist. I bring it to my nose, taking a deep inhale of her sweet, musky scent.

My dick hardens again behind my pants as if I didn’t just come. She smells fucking divine. Like the sweetest nectar. Moving each of her heels to rest on the edge of my desk, I spread her knees wide and get my first look at the pussy between herlegs. She’s bare of any trace of hair, freshly waxed, plump, pink, and already glistening for me.

“Fuck, that’s a pretty pussy.” My mouth waters, eager to taste her and make her come on my tongue.

Not wanting to waste any more time, I devour her. There’s no teasing, no finesse, I eat her pussy like I’m starved, telling myself that it’s to prove a point and not because I’m craving it. Cravingher.

“Ohhhh,” she moans, and it fuels me further. I grasp her thighs tightly, pushing them up to her chest and spreading her wide open for me, my fingers bruising into her soft, supple flesh as my mouth feasts on her, her taste exploding on my tongue, loving every inch of her. Hitching her thighs over my shoulders, I run my hands under her ass, dragging her closer to the edge and lifting slightly for better access. My tongue spears into her wet center as her thighs start to tighten around my head.

“Aah! Dallas, oh, god,” she yells, body trembling in my hands.

“Fuck, this pussy tastes so damn good,” I tell her, loving the taste of her on my tongue, the sound of her moans in my ears, and the feel of her curvy, sexy-as-hell body in my hands.

I lick eagerly back up to her swollen little clit, swirling my tongue around and around, enjoying the feel of her throbbing nub against me. I’ve never minded eating pussy, it’s easy and I’m good at it. But love it? Never until this one. This is a meal I want every day.

I move my hand between us, sucking three of my fingers into my mouth before pushing two of them into her warm center, my pinky rimming her asshole. She jerks against me, and I can’t help but wonder how far she’ll let me take this.

“Shhh, baby girl. Let me take care of you now. You’ll love it.”

I breach her tight little hole, pushing in to the first knuckle and fucking both holes in tandem while I swirl my tongue around her swollen clit.

“Ohmygod, ohmygod!” she moans. Fuck if I don’t like seeing her like this. Her wound-up-tight self in a puddle on my desk, completely at my mercy. She hands over her pleasure to me on a gold platter and I am fucking here for it. She’s better than I imagined. I seal my lips around her pussy, sucking her clit into my mouth. She comes completely undone for me and fuck if it isn’t the prettiest damn sight I’ve ever seen. Sick satisfaction fills me, knowing that I’m the reason for it. I’m the one who melted her icy exterior.

“That’s it, baby. Give it to me.”

“Ohh fffuuck, I’m coming!” Her hips gyrate against my mouth, her tight pussy squeezing the life out of my fingers, legs shaking on my shoulders, and I don’t pull back until she’s ridden every last wave of her orgasm, loving the flood of arousal I’m gifted in return. I give her one last languid lick along her seam before standing, using my palm to adjust my hard-on, not bothering to wipe her arousal from my face.

“You’re much more tolerable like this.”

“Fuck you,” she seethes.

“So sweet.” I give her a wicked smirk. “Your pussy is at least.”

Chapter Ten

Blaire

“Shut up and fuck me.”

“Say please,” Dallas says smoothly while he pushes his hand through my hair, angling my head to look up at him. His crystal blue eyes are such a contrast to the mirth and dark promises dancing in them, his mouth still glistening from going down on me.

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