Page 24 of Salacious Devotion

Dane threads his fingers in my hair, angling my head where he wants it. He devours me, licking and sucking until we’re both groaning. I’m so wet that I’m sliding along the length of his cock. I’m about to come already.

Suddenly, Dane moves his hands to my waist. He lifts me and flips me onto my back. In less than a second, he’s straddling me, his lips are back on mine, and his hands are roaming up and down my torso.

When he cups my breasts, I arch into his touch. I used to love the way he worshiped my boobs. He hasn’t changed. He pinches my nipples and gives a slight tug, just enough pain to race to my pussy.

He’s panting when he releases my lips. His eyes meet mine for a second—his smoldering with passion. I remember that look. I fucking love it.

And then he’s shifting down my body. He shoves his knees between my legs and scoots lower. I barely have time to grasp what his intention is before he’s holding my thighs wide open and sucking on my clit.

I cry out. My eyes roll back. I grab his shoulders and dig my fingertips into his muscles. I’m going to come so hard I might not be whole afterward.

He thrusts his tongue into me and then drags it across my clit over and over until I can’t hold back for another second. I scream as my orgasm consumes me.

It’s been so long. Too long. I need this so badly. He better not stop now. I claw at him and writhe against him. “Cock, Dane. Now. God, please.”

He slides along my body, lines up with my entrance, and slams into me.

My mouth falls open. I can’t breathe. I want to inhale his scent and the scent of our lovemaking, but I can’t. All I can do is feel. Instead of pulling out, he grinds deeper, rocking against my clit in a way he knows will push me over the edge again.

I grip his back as his lips crash down on mine. He tastes of me. He used to do this all the time—eat me and then kiss me. It’s heady. It’s fucking sexy. I used to do the same to him—suck him off, swallow, and then kiss him. We were filthy in bed, and we both loved it. I want that back.

My hands slide to his ass. Fuck, even his ass is firm now. I can’t get traction with my fingers. My hands slip along his tight butt cheeks.

We’re like two desperate animals in heat, grasping at each other, moaning, kissing so hard our lips will be swollen.

He thrusts in and out of me, hard and fast, the way I like it. There’s nothing in the universe except us.

I’m shocked when Dane yanks out of me abruptly. He lifts his entire body several inches and stares down at me with wild eyes as he wraps his hand around his cock and tugs. He comes all over my stomach and my breasts, marking me.

My legs are trembling. I needed another orgasm. I’m whimpering. Why did he pull out?

He’s gasping for air when he drops over me once again and thrusts back into me with his still-hard, spent cock.

I cry out. Fuck, it feels good. He takes his time now, easing in and out, grinding against my clit until I finally come, my pussy milking him with more power than I remember.

Dane kisses all over my face. “We forgot a condom, baby.”

“Ohhh. Fuck. It never even occurred to me.”

He grins. “I noticed. Luckily, my brain popped into gear.” He kisses me on the mouth. “Sorry. I should have used my head a minute earlier and snagged one before we started.”

“It’s okay. It’s not the right time of the month anyway.”

“But you’re not on any birth control.” He’s not asking. He’s confirming.

“No. I was getting the shots, but when I…started my new life, it was the last thing on my mind, and I’ve certainly never needed to worry about birth control until this morning.”

He kisses me again. “Sorry, I was careless.”

“I’m not.” I smile at him. “I might have died if you’d stopped to grab a condom.”

He chuckles. “I don’t think you can die from needing my cock, baby.”

“Oh, I disagree.” I start giggling, and I can’t stop. It feels so good. I don’t know when the last time I laughed was.

He drops down next to me and pulls me against him, chest-to-chest. We’re a sticky mess, his come smeared between us.

A phone buzzes somewhere in the apartment.

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