“Believe me.” He spread my cleft, exposing my swollen clitoris and then circling it with his tongue. “I know this.”
“Vveeer…” I shuddered as each stroke sent me closer and closer to another orgasm. My hold tightened on Veer’s scalp.
He pushed a finger into my pussy and rubbed against the sensitive spot deep in my core. My toes curled, and my body squirmed with each thrust of his delicious tongue.
“Come for me, baby,” he said, increasing his rhythm.
On command, every muscle in my body seized to an almost painful pleasure and my back bowed.
I cried out, tumbling into a freefall of exquisite sensation. My pussy spasmed and clenched around his thrusting digit and tongue.
As my body slowly came down from its release, he began the climb again, using his mouth to fuck my core, mimicking the deep thrusts of his fingers. I came almost immediately, screaming my pleasure.
“That’s three, love.”
“Yes, it is.” I half gasped, half laughed. “You always keep your promises, Governor George.”
His head rose, locking his gaze with mine. He took one last taste of my clit and crawled over me, hovering with his arms on either side of my head. His hard cock dripped his arousal along my slick cleft. I squirmed, lifting my spread thighs.
“How bad do you want me?” he asked as he stared at me. His eyes filled with love and a touch of sadness.
I cupped his cheek. “More than you could ever know.”
He lowered his head, sealing his mouth across mine, sliding his tongue past my lips. I moaned, tasting my own essence. My nipples tightened further as they rubbed against the light dusting of hair on his chest.
He took hold of one of my hands, pinning it above my head, and then repeated the action with the other. We continued to kiss and savor each other’s mouths.
All of a sudden, I felt the familiar press of Veer’s cock push past my cleft and slide deep into my pussy.
I broke our kiss and cried out, “Veer.”
He pulled out to the tip of his bulbous head and slammed back in, hoisting my body upward onto the bed. He rolled his hips and held himself deep.
My arousal flooded around him, and my desire became almost too painful to handle.
“I need…”
He rubbed his pelvis against my clit. “I know what you need. I’ve always known what you needed.”
He touched his forehead to mine. I tugged my hands free of his grip and wrapped them around his neck.
His cock pulsed against the swollen walls of my core, prompting me to say, “I need you to fuck me.”
The sadness vanished from his eyes and was quickly replaced by amusement.
“You’re in no position to make demands.” He pulled out and then pressed back in. “Want it slow or fast, Jaci?”
A quiver shot through me, making me gasp. “Whatever you want as long as you make me come.”
“That’s the plan. How about three more?”
I knew better than to question his ability and said, “Go for it.”
A big smile appeared on his face. “I love you, Jacinta Camden.”
“I love you, Veer George. Now fuck me.” I dug my fingers into his shoulders.
He growled and set a pace that had me building instantly, pussy quivering and body contracting. He rode me hard, bringing me from one orgasm to another and another. He held nothing back, telling me without words how much he wanted and needed me.