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“Touch yourself, show me how wet sucking my cock makes that tight little pussy.”

I slide my hand between my thighs and let out a little whimper the moment my finger meets my aching clit.

Rowan gets himself into a rhythm, his own pleasure taking hold as he hits the back of my throat over and over, and I love it. Pre-cum and drool drip down my chin as I try to keep up.

“Fucking Christ, I wish you could see what I’m seeing right now,” he grunts out as he continues to fuck relentlessly into my mouth. I stroke with my hand what I can’t cover with my mouth as I swallow him down. Every time he hits the back of my throat I gag, but the look he gives me in return makes me want to do it again and again.

“Youwantto choke on my cock as much as I want you to, so be my good little slut and do it, Violette. Take it all.”

Holy shit, why are these degrading words so fucking hot?

I take him deeper. My gagging and sputtering only makes him harder, makes his groans more frequent.

“Mmm…I knew these lips were made for me.” He thrusts in again, and I feel him stiffen even more. “I want you to swallow everything I’m about to give you, understand?”

I look up at him and nod with his cock in my mouth and he completely loses control, groaning my name as warmth fills my throat. I swallow down his cum as his cock jerks in my hand. He pulls himself from my mouth and hot ropes of cum jut out onto my lips and my neck.

I lick my lips as he uses his thumb to swipe his cum back into my mouth. I dutifully suck it off, grazing him with my teeth as I go.

Rowan stares down at me, catching his breath for all of five seconds before he’s pulling me up by my elbows and kissing me deeply. He still feels hard and ready as he crushes himself to me. I am completely on fire for him.

He shocks me by letting me go and moving to my bed. He lies back against my pillows, extending one muscular arm behind his head.

His gaze moves over me as I stand before him, naked and desperate. I have no idea what he’s going to do but, my God, he looks good in the middle of my bed. Rowan smirks at me, an easy smirk of a man who has all the time in the world. He taps his lips twice.

“I’m hungry.”

Christ almighty.

I stalk toward him. “If I must,” I say with a small smile, which makes him chuckle as I crawl to him on my bed. He helps pull me up so his tongue can meet my dripping pussy with a light flick over my clit.

“Grab the headboard tight. And Violette,sit. I got interrupted last time and I’m ready to fucking drown in this pussy.”

Every goddamn part of Violette Taylor is perfect. Just like I always knew it would be. Her skin beneath my hands, the softest dip at her waist before her full tits rise and fall as she breathes in little pants. Her pebbled pink nipples on display and begging for my mouth. I can’t touch her in enough places all at once. She’s fucking glorious, hovering over me with her sweet, soaking pussy against my tongue.

She cries out as I pull her down by her hips, roughly. I can feel her tense like she’s hesitant to sit, but I’m stronger.

“No,you sit, all the way down,” I tell her before my tongue licks a firm trail up her slit. She instantly relaxes and does what she’s told, letting me pull her down onto my face. I groan as I breathe her in, this time I'm not letting up.

“Mmm,fuck,I’ll be either eating or fucking this pretty cunt until you’re wrung out and begging for me to stop.” My wordsare the only warning I give her before I bury my face between her legs.

“Fuck!” she cries out as I squeeze her thighs tight.

I close my eyes and live in the taste of her, sucking her clit into my mouth. It takes all of a minute of me tongue fucking her pussy for her legs to shake violently. The sounds she’s making already have me hard as a rock again and ready to fuck.

“Good girl, Vi, make me messy,” I command just as she falls apart.

Violette cries out and grips the headboard, rolling her hips, quaking above me. She could suffocate me right now and I’d be okay to die, my face buried as deep as possible between her legs.

“So fucking sweet,” I groan into her as she soaks my face. I lap up every drop of her, I can’t get enough. I’m addicted to her pussy after just one hit.

“That was like…a religious experience,” she mutters, coming down.

“As long as I’m the one offering you salvation, I’m good with that.”

I lift her off of me and flip her easily down on the bed so I’m hovering over her. She looks up at me like she thought we might be done. I chuckle then gently kiss her lips, lingering there long enough for her to taste herself on me.

“Ready for the next one now?” I ask gruffly.

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