Page 93 of My Ex's Brothers

“Wh-what about you?” she asks, blinking.

“What about me?” I ask as I spread her lips wide and lick her. She jolts off the hood with a yelp. So I settle one palm on her stomach and hold her down as I dive in, this time driving my tongue into her hole.

I can tell she’s showered because the smell of soap is overpowering, and she doesn’t taste nearly as tangy as she should.

Still, she tastes sweet and I can’t help but groan.

“What do you get out of this?” she asks, her breath heavy.

“That depends,” I say as I kiss, bite, and suck at her slick folds. I take her clit between my teeth and lick it with my tongue, then gently bite down until she screams.

“Richie!”

I chuckle against her sweet cunt, burying my face and nose in her until her legs shake just a bit. “That depends on what you’re willing to give me, baby girl.”

I grab her by the hips, pulling her down. Her feet dangle just the slightest, barely touching the ground as I pin her against the hood. My fingers quickly work on the buttons of her pajama top.

“What do you want?” she asks curiously. The interest, the intrigue in her voice is unmistakable.

My little curious girl.

I’m struck with the immediate impulse to tell her exactly what I want, but fear swirls within me, wondering if saying it will make her shoot right up off this hood and leave me here, hard and wanting.

It’s one thing to tell her about my breeding kink, and another tohearit.

She looks at me, cocking her head to the side. Her bright blue eyes gaze up at me. “This is a safe space, right?” she says. “So you can tell me.” She wraps her arms around my neck as I slide one hand up to cup her breast.

“If it’s too much I’ll say strawberry,” she says, leaning forward to kiss me.

Fuck, this woman.

How the hell can I resist her when she puts it that way? When she throws my rules back at me?

I hold her gaze, clearing my throat. I guess this is it. Do or die. She’s either going to roll with it or walk out of this fucking garage.

I slowly unbuckle my belt and unzip my pants, shoving them to the floor as I take in the sight of her. Naked, on the hood of her car. Her cunt glistens with the mixture of her arousal and my saliva, her perfect breasts on display. Her nipples are stiff and pink, and look like they’re still wet. I can’t tell if it’s from her shower or because she’s pumped recently, because we hadthatdiscussion prior to her moving in if only because we needed to clear the fridge and make room for the bottles.

“First, I want to suck those heavy tits dry,” I say with more conviction than I feel at the moment. “Then I want to fill you with my fucking cum until it’s dripping out of you and I have to shove it back in with my big fat cock.”

Her face reddens and she sucks in a breath, and I feel my heart in my throat.

This is it. This is where she walks out and tells me I’m a fucking weirdo.

She looks up at me from beneath those dark lashes, kiss-swollen lips parted as she sucks in a breath. Her gaze roves over me, settling on my cock. And then that gaze darkens.

“Then what are you waiting for, Daddy?” she asks, her voice steady and dark as the night. “Fill me up.”

Sweet mother of all that is fucking holy.

I don’t have to be told twice. I don’t even bother to remove my shirt as I pull her legs up and situate her against the hood, angling myself against her in one swift motion. She sucks in a breath as I lean my face down, capturing her nipple in my mouth as I swipe my tongue over the moisture collected there. It’s sweet. Sweeter than water, that’s for sure.

“You taste so fucking good, baby girl,” I growl as her head falls back.

“Richard…” she moans. “I’m going to come again if you keep that up.”

I grin against her as I suck on her nipple. Hard. Then I bite it lightly. “Rule number five,” I breathe. “No less than two orgasms are permitted.”

“Oh good lord,” she huffs.

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