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Please.

I shut my mouth by pressing my lips together tightly, and I threw my head back as he continued to flick his tongue against my clit. My moans filled the room, followed by his pleased grunts.

His fingers circled my entrance, and to give him better access, I parted my legs slightly. I needed his fingers inside of me.

“Please,” I begged, moving one hand to his hair and gripping it tightly. “Caz…”

He didn’t make me wait. Two fingers slipped inside of me, and my pussy clenched around them, showing him exactly how good he made me feel.

“Oh, yes,” I moaned, looking back down to watch him. I liked the sight of him on one knee before me, with his face pressed between my thighs and his mouth on my pussy.

I wanted him to stay there forever.

Chapter 11

CASPIAN

I had tasted many women in my life before, but none had tasted as sweet as Darwynn. No idea what it was that made me immediately addicted to her after just one lick through her wet folds, but I knew I only wanted to taste her for the rest of my life.

However long it would be.

Her legs were shaking, and her grip on my left shoulder was so damn tight it made it sore. With the other, she continued to pull at my hair, and, fuck, I loved that.

She was enjoying this, and if she’d let me, I would’ve stayed kneeled in front of her and with my mouth on her pussy forever.

But I needed my dick in her mouth. And then in her pussy.

Her walls clenched around my fingers as I pushed them into her, getting them as deep as I possibly could to hear more of her sweet moans.

“Please,” she begged, breathing heavily. “Make me come.”

“Let go then. It’s all up to you, baby,” I told her, thrusting my fingers into her harder before flicking my tongue against her clit again.

She cried out, and seconds later, her body collapsed. Both her hands were on my shoulders now, and I continued to pleasure her for a couple more seconds, loving the feel of her clit pulsating on my tongue.

I pulled out my fingers and got back up, steadying her with one arm around her waist as I looked down at her, watching her face overcome with emotions. “Look at me,” I ordered, searching her eyes before they met mine. “Open that mouth.”

When she did, I leaned in to kiss her, pushing my tongue deep into her mouth to let her taste herself. Every muffle noise made my dick twitch, and I held her closer, pressing her body against mine to make her feel just how hard I was for her.

After licking my tongue over hers one more time, I moved back and pushed my two fingers into her mouth.

“You like how you taste?” I asked, keeping my face close to hers as I watched her suck on my fingers. I pushed the deeper into her mouth, pressing down on her tongue and almost hitting the back of her throat.

She nodded, held her breath, and reached up with both hands to grip my forearm. At first, I thought she would push me away. Instead, she surprised me yet again by holding my arm in place and leaning in even more to suck my fingers in as much as possible.

“Naughty girl. Look at you…so damn needy. Can’t get enough, can you?”

Her eyes were on mine the whole time, and the hint of excitement in them told me that she wanted more. Much more.

Once she licked my fingers clean of her juices, I pulled my fingers out of her mouth and reached down to grab the hem of her sweater, pulling it up and over her head. Her bra was gone just as fast, and after a moment of admiring her tits, I cupped them in my hands and squeezed gently.

“You’re perfect,” I told her, unable to take my eyes off her pretty pink nipples. “Everything about you. Every fucking inch. Just pure…beauty.”

I felt her body ease, and her expression was soft when I looked at her face. “You mean that?”

“Fuck, yes, I mean that.”

“Only because…you called me strange-looking the first time I showed up at your door.”

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