Page 71 of Trashy Foreplay

“Please, Cash,” she gasps.

“You want my tongue here?”

“God yes.”

“Do you want to come again?”

“Mmm-hmm.”

Shifting on the mattress, I push her onto her back and fit my knees at the juncture of her thighs.

“Is that a yes?”

A moan is the only answer I get.

I slip down her body and dip my head between her splayed knees. “I can’t wait to taste you,” I say, blowing a drift of air onto her pussy. I slide my thumb through her wet center then lightly tease her clit.

“You’re torturing me, Cash.”

My dick jumps at the way she says my name—with a jittery sigh that jumpstarts the blood-flow to my cock. “Torturing you intrigues me.”

She’s heaving breaths, her body so tightly strung she can’t stop trembling. And I haven’t even put my mouth on her yet. I crawl off the bed and yank her to the end of the mattress by the ankles. I lower to my haunches, and her knees quake as I haul them over my shoulders.

“I’m gonna lick you until you’re out of your mind.” I raise my head and pin her with my gaze. Grabbing her hands, I push them to the mattress. “But if you move, I’ll stop.”

Fuck, she’s a sight.

Shallow breaths escaping parted lips.

Sweat beading on her temples.

The tint of her skin flushed pink from arousal and the heat of the day. And her eyes. Damn, those chocolate orbs cast me under their spell from the instant she turned them on me.

“Tell me you want my tongue on your pussy.”

“You have such a dirty mouth,” she says, sucking her bottom lip between her teeth.

“You have no idea. I want to hear you say it, Jules. Beg me to lick you.”

“I’ve waited so fucking long to be with you like this. Please, Cash.”

We both waited—not only waited but fought against it tooth and nail—and that’s why I want this moment to last forever. I can’t imagine leaving this bed, but deep down, I know all that’s certain is now. This blip in time when I have Jules exactly where I want her.

And I want her insane with wanting me. Hungry for the heat of my mouth and the plunder of my fingers.

“I could eat you out all day.” I blow another hot breath between her thighs, making her spine arch. But she doesn’t move her hands at all. The fact that’s she’s so responsive and ready to obey makes my cock throb with the power she’s giving me.

I bring my mouth down on her, my tongue burrowing its way home until I findthespot. And the first time the heady taste of her fills my mouth is the moment I know I’ll never be able to walk away from her.

Because I’ll always need to come back for more.

More of her smile.

More of her fiery spirit that ensures she never hesitates to tell me how it is.

More of this right here—the core of her sex and my tongue lapping her up as if I’m dying of thirst. Licking her clit in light back-and-forth strokes, I thrust a finger inside her and crook it. From between her spread legs, I meet her gaze, and the way her eyes are glazed over as she pants, her hands curling into fists at her sides where I told her to keep them, busts my heart wide open.

She’s so close to shattering already, yet her willpower to do as I asked is holding her captive.

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