Page 51 of sWitch

“Not true.” I crawled on top of her and kissed her neck. “My mom’s in Berlin.”

“You know what I mean.” She pushed weakly at my chest. “They’re looking for us. They’ll hear us.”

“Then I’ll cover your mouth, princess.” I found her mouth ready and accepting of my deep kisses. Her objections were weak, not at all in agreement with how her body reacted to mine…plus, I’d always wanted to fuck a girl in my treehouse.

“The way your breathing picks up when I kiss you here,” I whispered roughly, trailing my lips along her collarbone. My hands greedily eased her shirt over her breasts, flicking hernipples with my thumbs. “And here,” I said, taking her in my mouth and relishing her quiet gasp into the night air.

Working my way down the center of her ribs and soft middle, I paused at the waistband of her skirt. She looked up at me. “Why’d you stop?”

“Oh, eager now, are we, princess? I thought this was too dastardly for you?”

“Shut up and fuck me,” she teased, wiggling her hips.

A growl left my throat as I sat up and pulled her to stand. “Well, I’d planned on being soft and gentle until you saidthat. Now, I have no choice but to just take what I want.”

Before she could react, I shoved her gently against the wall and knelt. Looking up at her through my lashes, I ordered, “Hold onto the tree branch above you.”

“What—” She yelped as I hooked her legs over my shoulders and stood. She grabbed onto the tree branch for balance as I pushed her against the wall. “What the hell are you?—“

My hands cupped her ass as I hooked a finger around her panties, pulling them to the side as I dove under her skirt. My lips found their target, and I moaned into her wetness, savoring the sweet smell and taste of her.

My tongue slowly inched up her slit and circled her hard clit with the barbell from my piercing. She moaned my name, one hand falling to grip my hair as I pushed her firmly against the wall. The feel of her soft thighs contracting around my head with the tug of her fingers through my hair was enough to make me lose my mind— but the flavor of her when she wanted me was almost too much pleasure to endure. Fuck, Fauna Belrose was so goddamn beautiful, and she was mine now. All mine.

“How’s that feel, princess?” I murmured into her delicious pussy. She arched her back and softly whimpered. I pulled back, lips glistening with her arousal, and arched a brow. “Use your words for me. How’s that feel? Want me to stop?”

She shook her head. “Don’t ever stop. You feel so good, Remy. So perfect.”

My throat vibrated with a groan at her words, at the rosy flush of her cheeks matching her hair I dyed the same shade. Fauna now had me all over her, and she was all over me. From the inside out, soul to soul, we were destined for the other.

Her hips moved forward, inviting me back into her. Those gorgeous, supple thighs were slick against my face as her body begged for more. That was a request I’d forever happily oblige with eager enthusiasm. I could spend an eternity with my face buried in Fauna’s pussy. My greatest desire was now to extract as much pleasure from her as possible, over and over again. I’d wreck her with orgasms, with money, with care, with whatever made her happy— whatever that was, I’d give it.

As I moved my lips and tongue in harmony with her sighs and the dance of her hips, her first orgasm caressed my barbell. Her second release left her panting and pulling my hair as her hips pushed against my face. I couldn’t breathe, didn’t want to breathe; if she had smothered me then and there, my only concern would have been breaking her fall.

“I can’t take anymore,” she breathed, pulling at my hair.

“One more,” I argued against her center, my tongue still hungrily lapping at her. “Please?”

She giggled and sucked in a breath before agreeing. “Fine, one more.”

My lips gently rounded her clit, sucking lightly and pulling off, to blow cool air against her. She whimpered as I cupped her ass, still pressing her against the wall. “I love how wet you get for me,” I mumbled, letting the breath from my words tease her sensitive core further.

Her hands tightened in my hair as my tongue dipped in and out of her, exploring her, seeing how far I could push her ecstatic climax. When she came, she cried out, forgetting herself, whichI fucking loved, but I promised I’d keep her quiet. Replacing my tongue with my finger, pushing myself deep inside her as the walls of her pussy fluttered around my knuckles, I reached up and covered her mouth with my other hand. Her muffled moans were glorious, and she looked so beautiful coming undone for me, tightening around my finger.

When the aftershocks of her multiple orgasms settled and she went limp atop my shoulders, I lowered her slowly, still holding her up on her shaky knees. Fauna fell into my chest, sated and slack from bliss.

I gently tucked her hair behind her ear. “Let’s do that again. I want to beat my record and try to give you five orgasms at once.”

She pushed my shoulder and mumbled into my chest, still catching her breath. “You…are…a…sex…monster.”

A chuckle escaped my throat as I kissed the top of her head. “I’ve been called way worse. I’ll take it. Sounds pretty quiet down there. Should we rejoin flashlight tag?”

“There’s no way I can run around after that. My legs are jello.”

“I’ll carry you, then, princess.”

My mind shuffled through excuses to tell my brother and MJ about why we’d disappeared for forty-five minutes into the tree house as we landed in the wet grass at the bottom. Just as we did, they rounded the corner of the pool house. Trevor tucked in his shirt hastily, and Mary Jane quickly picked leaves out of her hair.

I crossed my arms and cocked my head. “We’ve been looking all over for you guys.”

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