Page 58 of Devious Secrets

It’s not enough. I want more.

Another flick and she moans.

Still not enough.

Sliding two fingers into her tight, hot passage and she drops her head back. When I bend my knuckles and thrust into her, her arms fall away and she’s flat on the bed, her legs opening more for me.

I grin against the warmth of her pussy and increase the pressure of my tongue. Pressing the flat of my tongue against her clit, I lick her, tease her, taste her.

She’s so fucking sweet I could feast on her for days.

Her little moans turn into deep, guttural sounds.

“Such a good girl,” I mutter against her pussy and the vibration of my words makes her arch her hips up to meet my mouth.

Her thighs tighten around my head, and she bucks up to meet my tongue. I increase the pressure, thrust my fingers harder, twisting them and curling them until her chest heaves with urgency.

She’s almost there.

“Good girl. Come for me,” I order her, twisting my fingers more, flicking her clit harder.

Faster.

“Be my good girl,” I say, and her muscles tremble.

So close.

“My sweet, good girl. Come for me.” Her hand dives into my hair, fisting it as she comes unglued.

No burn has ever felt so fucking good.

Her scream is primal as her pussy clenches around my fingers. Moments pass as she comes down from the intensity of her high and I slip my fingers out, licking her arousal from them as I watch her catch her breath.

She starts to turn over, like she’s going to get off the bed.

Sweet thing thinks we’re done.

Not by a long shot.

Grabbing her hips, I push them back into the mattress and blanket her body with mine.

I intend a soft kiss, but once my lips touch hers, I want all of her. Her lips part slightly, just enough for me to sweep past them and let her taste herself on my tongue.

“Fuck, baby. I need to be inside you.” I settle between her legs, the head of my cock pressing against her entrance.

I don’t wait for her to nod or speak, I just plow into her body. My eyes roll with the intensity of how good her body feels around me.

“Spread your legs more, baby.” I hook my arm under one knee and pull her leg up as I drive into her, chasing a fulfillment I’m not sure will ever come with her.

My balls tighten and I kiss her again and again.

“You’re going to come for me again,” I say against her lips, slowing my thrusts enough to grind my hips into her. She moans.

“I don’t think I can.”

I grin down at her.

“It wasn’t a suggestion. You are going to come for me again.” I slide my hand between our bodies, finding her clit still hard and slick.

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