Page 91 of Break my Heart

Before I can ask, she spreads her legs wide until her knees hit the mattress, putting her gorgeous pussy on full display. I can’t resist running my thumb over the silky folds that glisten with arousal. It’s enough to make my mouth water.

Have I mentioned how flexible she is?

Fuck me.

I use both thumbs to pull her delicate lips farther apart so I can peek inside. It wasn’t all that long ago that I jerked off. And now I’m ready to go off like a shot again.

It wouldn’t take much.

A pump.

Maybe two.

Especially with that gorgeous view burned into my brain for all eternity.

I haven’t even really touched her clit yet, and it’s already swollen. The silver piece of jewelry glints from where it’s nestled. I can’t help but swipe my thumb over it before rubbing it in soft circles. Her hips jerk, and her spine arches until she’s pressing herself into my touch.

“So fucking greedy, aren’t you?”

“Yes.” A fine tremble weaves its way through her voice.

“Tell me, will just any man’s cock do?”

When she groans, I give her clit a tap. I know exactly how sensitive she is. Especially with the piercing. All I want to do is tease out her pleasure. By the expression on her face, that’s exactly what I’ve done. I fucking love how responsive she is to my touch.

I stroke her clit. “I’m still waiting for an answer.”

“Just yours.”

“Good girl.” When I swat the top of her slit for a second time, another whimper escapes from her. “You like that, don’t you?”

Her teeth scrape across her lower lip as I stroke her sensitive flesh.

She’s even creamier than before.

“You don’t have to be embarrassed about the things you crave in bed. I want to give you all of it—everything you like. I’m going to take such good care of that little pussy. She’ll cry every time you think about me.”

Ava squeezes her eyes shut.

And that won’t do.

I slap the top of her slit for a third time. “When I’m playing with your body, I want your eyes pinned to me so you can see the man between your thighs, giving you all this pleasure. When we’re in bed together, there’s nothing to be embarrassed about. Someone stole your power, and now you’re going to reclaim it. Understand?”

Her eyelids fly open as intensity brews in her blue eyes, and she jerks her head in a tight nod. “Yes.”

“Good.”

I press a finger deep inside her drenched entrance. “Does your pussy need to be eaten?”

“Yes. That’s exactly what it needs.”

I give her a few slow pumps with my finger before withdrawing and lowering my face to her core. By now she’s dripping.

With my gaze fastened to hers, I run the flat of my tongue from the bottom of her slit to her clit, licking up all the cream before circling the piercing with my tongue.

“You’ve made a real mess. All this sticky honey everywhere.”

“It’s your fault. You turn me on and make me that way.”

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