Page 44 of Lethal Infatuation

"Did you plan this?"

She looked at me in confusion. "Plan what?"

"Me fucking you." Before she could answer, I used my thumbs to spread her labia open, making her moan. "Did you wax for me?"

"Do you really want me to answer those questions right now?" She breathed heavily and I laughed at her reaction.

"Your bra," I said harshly. "Remove it." Compliance was something this woman didn't lack. She hurriedly removed it, leaving her completely bare.

I pushed her back onto the bed and she landed gracefully. Her curly hair was sprawled out on the sheets, the soft, brown ringletsa stark contrast to the crisp, white bedding.

She looked at me with pure lust in her eyes as I removed my jeans, then my briefs. My cock sprang free, the ache only intensifying as each second passed by.

"Are you just going to look at me all night long or are you going to do something?" Her eyes lingered on my erection.

"Oh, I'm going to do plenty, but for now, you'll do all of the work." I sat down on the edge of the bed and then fell backward. "Sit on my face."

Gabriella sat upright, resting her body weight on her palms and turned to look at me. "What do you mean?"

"I think it's self-explanatory." I curled my index finger, motioning for her to come closer. "Get over here andsmotherme with that pretty pussy, Gabriella."

She hesitated for a few minutes, biting her lip so hard it nearly drew blood. Before I could drag her across my face, she crawled towards me and straddled my head.

"Like this?" she asked, hovering above my face with her dripping wet cunt.

I placed my palms on her tits, pinching the nipples between my fingers. My hands moved downward, until I reached her thighs. "Fuck yes, now sit down. Suffocate me if you have to."

"Nicolas, I don't think—" I slapped her ass really hard, making her lower her head as she moaned softly.

I wrapped both arms around her thighs and pulled her downward. Her pussy slammed down onto my face and she released a loud whimper.

"That's better. Now ride my face, Gabriella." She placed both palms on the headboard, moving her hips back and forth. My tongue was pressed flatly against her clit as she fucked herself against it.

The volume of her moans increased and I tightened my grip around her thighs. My dick painfully ached at this point, but before I sank into her, I needed to make her feel good.

I needed her to come on my tongue. "This feels so good." Her rolling motion turned into desperate humping and I dug my fingertips into her supple skin, groaning against her wet heat.

"I think I'm going to come," she whimpered. "Nicolas."

"Say it again," I spoke against her clit as I slapped the inside of her thigh, causing her body to jerk. "I want you to say my name over and over again like it's a prayer, a mantra. Like it's your goddamn salvation."

I closed my mouth around her clit, sucking on the flesh as she rode towards her orgasm. "Nicolas." The sound was extremely saccharine, almost sending me into a manic state.

Her legs trembled and from my peripheral vision I could see her gripping the sheets tightly. "Nicolas, why does it feel like I'm going to pee?" She furrowed her eyebrows, looking down at me with droopy eyelids.

Fuck yes, she was going to squirt. "Keep going," I mumbled, pulling her closer. Gabriella tossed her head back, humping against my face with fervour.

"Nico." Her tits shook slightly with each thrust of her hips, and at this moment in time, I'd combust if I didn't control myself. "I'm close." Her voice was barely audible, and with one last thrust, her body shook violently as she squirted on my face.

I hummed in satisfaction, swallowing every last drop of her orgasm. The liquid dripped down the side of my mouth as she worked through her climax. She shivered, breathing heavily before looking down at me.

Gabriella bit her lip, watching me intently as she tried to come down from her high. When she stopped her movements, I quicklyflipped her over and pulled her towards the edge of the bed.

She gasped at the sudden change of dynamics. "Who knew you'd be a squirter?" Her lips parted and the look she gave me indicated my words heavily affected her.

"Filthy mouth," she said softly, making me chuckle. Her breathing was still heavy, her chest rising and falling rapidly.

"The things I have planned for you is definitely filthy, that's for sure." I climbed off the bed, pulling her with me before roughly turning her onto her stomach.

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