Page 14 of His Rules

Damn, the woman was tight.

She seemed to sense my hesitation, the blush on her face now a deep red. “I’m no virgin.”

“I’m big.”

“That’s what I want. Fill me. Just fuck me.”

I had every intention of doing so, but I needed a taste of her. Although one might never be enough. As I slowly dropped to my knees, she placed her other hand on top of my head. Her mouth was twisted, the nerves remaining. I pushed her legs open wide before rolling the palms of my hands up from her muscular calves to her thighs. The scent of her longing was driving me wild.

The second I pinched her clit, she slapped one hand over her mouth as if to keep from screaming. Goddamn, there was nothing more I’d like to hear than the sound of her sultry voice calling out my name. She wiggled, the action pushing her pussy closer to my face.

I inhaled her sweet perfume and pushed a single finger inside. Her muscles clamped around the thin invasion and I could only imagine the feeling of her pussy gripping my dick. I continued to roll the rough pad of my thumb around her clit, slowly lifting my gaze to catch her reaction.

Her eyes were half closed, her lips forming a perfect ‘O.’ While there was little more I hungered for than having her wet mouth wrapped around my cock, I craved her sweet pussy more.

When I added a second finger, flexing them open to stretch her, she bucked hard against my hand. The move was so damn sexy my breath skipped.

Her hand slowly fell to my shoulder, clinging to me as if fearful she would fall. I blew across her wetness until she moaned before adding a third and fourth finger. As I pumped gently, I watched her every reaction and the way her body strained as pleasure rolled through her.

I wanted her to come. I craved having my fingers and tongue covered with her sweet juice. My actions became more skillful, but rougher as I thrust hard and deep.

She jutted her hips forward again, tossing her hair back and forth as she panted. The sound was as beautiful as the woman herself.

I darted my tongue around her clit several times. She tasted like sweet cherries in the spring, ripe and juicy. As I sucked on her tender bud, she laughed nervously. I could easily spend hours just hearing her sighs.

My entire body remained tense as I shifted my tongue so I could lick all the way down her sweet pussy. I rolled my thumb around her clit to keep it ultra-sensitive as I feasted on her, taking my time to savor every drop.

Her moans became louder, her trembling turning into shaking. She was close, so close. I continued licking until I sensed a climax ready to rush into her.

“Come for me, princess. I want you to come on my tongue.”

“I… I can’t. Not like this.” She raked her hand through her hair.

I gripped both legs, burying my face for a few additional seconds. “You will. With me. Now.”

Whether my command was the reason, or she simply couldn’t hold back any longer, her body began to shake violently as she released. Now all ten fingers were gripping my shoulders, her nails tearing at my skin.

“Sebastian. Oh, my God.”

The way she moaned my name added additional fuel. I continued driving three fingers inside while I pinched her clit with my thumb and forefinger. The single orgasm flew into a second, her lips still in the perfect ‘O’ as she swayed forward and backward.

She exploded for me a second time. Her juice trickled past my lips, but I refused to stop. Not until she was finished. Her husky cry meant everything. I shifted my hand to her legs, keeping her aloft as she continued to come. When she slowly slipped from the moment of ecstasy, I kissed first one then the other inner thigh before slowly rising to my full height.

Her eyes were still half closed. I slid my hand around her long neck, pulling her against the heat of my body. She didn’t fight me as I lowered my head. I was so hungry I couldn’t think clearly, but I craved tasting her mouth as I’d just done with her pussy.

Yet the moment I captured her mouth, she stiffened completely, barely reacting when I thrust my tongue inside. When she didn’t loosen up, I pulled away, leaning back my head.

“What’s wrong?”

“No kissing.” She pushed away and I let her, still drinking in her scent.

“Why?”

She darted a look at me. “Because it’s too personal and I don’t want to get hurt.”

CHAPTER 5

Kacey

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