Page 70 of Lassoed Love

Xavier’s lips continue their journey, moving lower, and my breath catches in anticipation. As he reaches the sensitive skin just above the waistband of my g-string, he pauses, his gaze meeting mine. The intensity in his eyes is palpable, a silent question that lingers in the air. I nod, giving him the unspoken permission to continue. He hooks his fingers into the waistband, slowly pulling the fabric down my thighs and off completely—revealing more of me to his hungry gaze. I shudder, nowentirelyexposed and naked in front of him. My pussy no doubt glistening with my arousal.

His lips leave a trail of heated kisses along my thighs. I let out a soft moan, unable to contain the pleasure that courses through my body. He moves lower off the bed, dropping to his knees, and grabs hold of my ankles. I gasp as he jerks me forward, dragging me to the edge.

Xavier on hiskneesbeforeme—it’s a sight that will be forever ingrained in my memory.

His thumb brushes over my clit, and I jerk. He moves his thumb lower, softly massaging my lips, feeling him slide up and down so quickly.

“Fuck, you’re so wet,” he says, before sliding a fingerinside me, pumping it in and out slowly.

He looks up at me, his blue eyes hooded with lust. “You ever come from being eaten out, baby?”

“N-no… I’ve never… done that before,” I stammer.

“No one has ever eaten you out? Not even your ex?” he says in disbelief, his voice husky.

“No… he never wanted to?”

“What a fuckingwanker. His loss,” he growls. “I’ve said this before, princess, but I’ll say it again. I am going to fucking devour this cunt.” I shiver at his words.

His warm breath fans over my clit as he says, “Don’t be shy for me, okay? You tell me what you like, yeah?” I sit up, propping up my body on my forearms to watch.

Keeping his eyes on me, and before I can reply, he lowers his mouth to my pussy, circling his tongue around my clit—his finger still pumping slowly. I groan out in pure fucking bliss.

He removes his finger and does exactly what he promised not once, buttwicenow—he fuckingdevoursme.

“That feels good,” I tell him. “Xav, don’t stop—”

This man holds nothing back. He ravages me with his tongue, flicking, sucking—learning what makes me whimper and completely desperate for more.

Fuck, I am so painfully hard—I’m trying my absolute hardest not to fucking explode in my briefs right now. Isla’s pussy is so fucking addictive. To think that pathetic flop of an ex of hers never went down on her completely baffles me. I bet he’s that type of wanker that doesn’t kiss a girl after she’s sucked his dick.Fool.

As I continue to devour Isla’s pussy like a man starved, her arousal coats my tongue and my eyes roll into the back of my head. Her groans match mine. I lift her legs and place them over my shoulders, sliding my hands underneath her ass to lift her up to me as I feast, delving my tongue deep inside her. She tastes perfect, so fucking sweet—like honey—and I just can’t get enough.

Her words filter in the air, and I continue my assault on her clit with my tongue. I suck her clit into my mouth, and Isla releases a breathy moan and I just about come in my briefs from the sound. I lift my arm and glide it over her stomach to grab a handful of her luscious breasts, squeezing and kneading it as I move my tongue.

“Fuck, Xav, I think I’m gonna com—”

“Come for me, baby,” I croon, cutting her words off. Her breathing quickens and her back arches off the bed, now laying down flat. She’s so close, I can tell from how her arousal coats my tongue in waves. I fucking love the way her soft shaven skin feels against my mouth, no doubt my stubble adding in a little friction for her.

“Come all over my tongue—let me taste how fucking sweet youare.” I slide my finger into her, adding in a second, curling them upward towards the soft tissue, applying pressure while alternating between sucking on and licking her clit.

“Oh-oh, my god,”she moans, fisting the sheets beside her. She moves a hand to grip my hair, and I don’t dare stop now. Her pussy clenches tightly around my fingers as she tips over the edge, and I groan as her body trembles from her climax, her walls pulsating around my fingers.

I slide both of them out slowly, leaning up and over her, my face still buried between her legs.

“Suck,” I growl, my wet fingers tracing her lips. Her breath hitches, and she sucks on them, licking them clean.

“What a good fucking girl,” I murmur.My dirty fucking girl.

She whimpers at my words and then suddenly, she sits up, pulling me towards her chest with a playful grin. “Your turn,” she declares, mischief gleaming in her eyes. Before I can react, she seizes my arms and deftly turns my body. Now, I’m perched at the edge of the bed, and Isla is on her knees before me.

“You don’t need to repay the favour. Making you come is more than enough for me,” I murmur, my eyes locking on to hers, as I tuck a loose strand of hair from her face behind her ear.

“No. Trust me, I want to.Please,” she croons. Fuck me, this girl. She can have me anytime, at any moment, and I’d willingly say yes,every time.

My cock, straining against my briefs, begs for attention, peeking out from the top. As Isla kneels in front of me, her hands glide up mythighs, using her nails to scrape against my skin, causing a shudder to run through my body. She’s in charge now, she’s running the show.

She hooks her fingers in my briefs, pulling them down, all the while never breaking eye contact. My heart races as desire courses through me, and I can’t help but marvel at the intensity in her gaze. It’s as if every move she makes is a deliberate invitation, and the anticipation makes my skin crawl. My cock springs free, resting against my abdomen, and her eyes widen at the sight. She grabs hold of it with one hand, while the other rests on my thigh. Isla tentatively strokes my cock once and I groan at the contact. Her thumb rubs over my tip, at the precum pooling at the top. Isla then leans forward to lick it before swallowing me down into her mouth completely.

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