Page 57 of Veil of Shadows

“Voss, please,” she whimpered.

“Please…what?” I asked as I circled her clit softly.

“Oh, shit,” she hissed.

I cupped her pussy. “Say it. Open your eyes and tell me you want me.”

She barely fluttered her gaze open before the breathless words fell from her mouth. “I want to know what it feels like to be full with you.”

In one fell swoop, I sank a finger into her warmth. She arched her back, groaning and whimpering as her hips rolled. Her juices dripped into my palm. I shoved her dress up with my rough palms, taking in the way her muscles flexed as she bucked herself ravenously against me. Her walls clamped down. Her clit swelled right before my very eyes. Her arousal coated me, slicking my finger, and I slipped another one in before her hips came clear off the bed.

“Voss!”

I growled as I dipped down and sniffed her deeply. “Fucking hell, darling, you smell divine.”

I couldn’t help myself. I dove between her legs, connecting my tongue with her clit. She whimpered and moaned as the cacophony of the party outside grew, swallowing her sounds and keeping them just for us. I pumped my fingers full of her juices as she writhed for me. Her hands flew to my hair, raking along my scalp as I devoured her. I felt her fluids dripping down mychin. She cradled my cheeks with her delectable thighs. And as her back arched, I felt her pussy collapse around my fingers.

Before her clit finally bulged from its hood.

“There it is,” I grumbled against her pussy before I sucked her clit between my mouth.

“Voss,” she choked out. “Yes.”

She unraveled for me, shivering and shaking as her juices poured onto my bed. I’d never wash my fucking sheets again, if I had anything to do with it. Her scent was outstanding. Better than anything I could have concocted in my wildest dreams. I lapped her up, licking her off my fingers and sucking on her pussy lips until all traces she provided for me was gone.

“I knew you could do it,” I said as I kissed her quivering thighs.

“Oh, Voss,” she whispered as her hands untangled themselves from my hair.

“Now,” I said, slipping off the edge of the bed and touching back down onto the floor, “on all fours.”

“Huh?” she asked breathlessly.

I toed off my boots and ripped my shirt over my head. “On all fours. One.”

“What?”

“Two,” I said as I unbuckled my jeans.

“Voss, just gimme a?—”

“Three,” I growled.

The way she rolled over and stuck that ass in the air for me made my cock leak to the floor then and there. Precum dribbled from its tip, leaving a wet spot on the floor as I stepped out of all my clothes. I walked over to her presented pussy and I dipped down. I gave it a nice lick, relishing the way she shivered as she pressed her ass against my face. I chuckled into that little crack of hers, listening to the way she moaned.

And fucking hell, I couldn’t help myself.

“Come here,” I growled as I spread her cheeks apart.

“Voss, what are y—oh my God!” she cried out.

I slipped a finger back into her entrance while my tongue rimmed around her other puckered hole. She bucked against me, clapping those sweet ass cheeks of hers against my face. I wrapped my free arm beneath her and hoisted her against me. I buried my face in her, memorizing every taste and every scent. I wanted all of her. I wanted to explore every crevice and every peak and every valley until she begged me to stop.

“Voss, holy fuck. I’m gonna come. I’m gonna come. What are—what is—I don’t?—”

I smiled against her asshole. “You can do it, darling. I know you can. Give ol’ Voss another one, just for fun. Yeah?”

“Oooooh, my Gooooood,” she whimpered out.

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