Page 6 of Sinful Temptation

He may only be twenty-two, but one thing is for certain, he knows how to eat a pussy.

“Are you enjoying me eating your cunt?” he groans as he sinks two fingers in me, teasing me as he asks and I answer with a whimper.“I'm not sure if your tight little pussy will be able to take my cock, it's a struggle getting a third finger in,” he breathes as he teases a third and I tighten around him.

“Fuck,” I hiss, but that stretching feeling is soon replaced by his tongue, eating me out and sucking on my clit and I know I am about to freefall.“I'm going... shit, oh my god. Ezra, please, don't stop,” I am begging him, begging him to fuck my cunt with his tongue, begging him to push me from the edge of the cliff and into the cold water of my very own pleasure pool.

“That's it, come for me, make a fucking mess,” he growls, tongue on my clit, fingers buried so deep inside my pussy I find myself pushing back and grinding against his knuckles.

“Oh yes,” I cry out, his fingers squelching in my arousal, finger fucking me hard and fast as his tongue dances against my clit and I'm done for. “I'm coming!” I cry out, legs trembling, hips rotating and I am fucking losing it, my orgasm splintering through me.

Before I can even catch my breath, he is turning me around and hooking my leg over his shoulder as he sinks two fingers back inside of me, his bright blue eyes dancing with mine and my arousal evident over his full lips.

“You were everything and more,” he rasps, placing a kiss on my inner thigh, his fingers still buried inside of me.

“This was a mistake,” I whisper, cheeks red, chest blotchy.

“No baby, it wasn't,” he grins at me, dragging his bottom lip between his teeth as he slips his fingers out of me then sinks them into his mouth, sucking them clean.

He lowers my leg down and then tugs my panties back across, covering my sensitive pussy before he pushes to his feetand lowers his lips over mine, hovering slightly. “Good morning,Mrs Stanley,” he winks before reaching over and grabbingmycoffee and turning to walk away.

My eyes roam over him.Bare torso, tight grey jogging bottoms hugging his toned and peachy ass and I know that I needed so much more of him.

“Fuck,” I whisper.

CHAPTER THREE

EZRA

Walking backto the bedroom I stay in, her arousal is still evident on my lips, she was everything I expected and more.My cock is rock solid but I didn't want to risk it.

Now yet.

I wanted to see if she would let me in, and she did.

I knew she would.

This is not just some achievement for me.

Our friends all talk about fucking Mrs Stanley, we've all seen her OnlyFans page and she is a fucking MILF.

But for me, it's so much more than that.

There are feelings sprinkled in this want.

This fire burning desire is going to destroy me if I have to wait much longer before sinking my cock into that perfect pussy.

So fucking tight.

She is going to feel unreal.

I knew it was wrong.

She was my best friend’s mum.

Climbing the stairs, I am cautious of Callum, but when I walk into his room, relief sweeps over me when I see he is still face down and asleep. My lips twitch and I bring my fingers to mynose, inhaling her sweet as fuck scent and I am already needing her again.

Grabbing my towel and my bag, I pad towards Callum's en-suite and lock the door behind me. Turning the shower on, the hot water spurts out almost instantly. Peeling my jogging bottoms from my legs, my cock springs out and it's throbbing between my legs.I need release and my hand will have to do until I know I can sink it down her throat and fuck her mouth until she is a gagging, drooling mess and only then will I cum over her face. Then twist her and fuck her ass, or her cunt. I don't care.

I just needed her on my cock.

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