Page 13 of Rookie Mistake

After a beat, she nods, raking her teeth over her pillowy bottom lip.

Without wasting another second, I drag my tongue up her pussy from ass to clit, lapping at her.

Goddamnit, she tastes too fucking good, I want to drown in her.

My tongue circles her clit, flicking the tight little nub until she’s rocking against my face, her fingers threaded in my hair, holding my mouth tightly to her.

“Fuck.” A strangled moan tumbles breathlessly from her parted lips, and I pause, pulling back to look up at her.

I delve my tongue into her tight hole while I strum her clit with my thumb in quick, rough circles.

Zara seems to like a bit of pain with her pleasure, and fuck, there’s nothing sexier.

If I thought she was breathtaking before? It doesn’t hold a candle to the way she looks with my tongue buried in her pussy. Her dark lashes fan against her cheeks as she writhes, rubbing her pussy on my face unabashedly.

Seeing her cheeks flushed pink from pleasure makes me wonder if her skin would bloom the same way from my hands.

I slide two fingers inside of her while circling her clit with my tongue, and the moment I hook them up, she whimpers my name so fucking soft and sweet that I nearly come in my pants.

“Right there, yes. Yes. Yes,” she chants. “Pleasedon’t stop.”

As if there’s anything in the fucking world that would stop me from devouring her.

Closing my lips around her clit, I fuck her harder with my fingers, stroking that spot until I feel her tightening around me.

“Coming. Oh god… Davis,” she whimpers, panting, thrashing, as her fingers tighten in my hair.

The slick walls of her pussy clamp down on my fingers, and she comes wildly, tossing her head to the side as her entire body trembles. Her thighs snap shut, tightening around my head and holding me in place while she rides out her orgasm.

And I can’t stop watching her, admiring how goddamn pretty she is.

My free hand slides up her stomach to tweak her pebbled nipples. I tug and pull, prolonging the orgasm until she’s too sensitive.

It’s over too quickly, leaving me aching for more.

She said she was trouble, and now I’m realizing just how fucking much I’m in.

chapter five

Zara

“ANGEL”— Toby Mai

Ijust had the best orgasm of myentirelife.

Pressed against the wall in a storage room of a biker bar, my hands tangled in Davis’s hair, my moans drowned out by the sound of a poorly sung rendition of “It’s Raining Men,” without a single moment of regret.

Notone.

In fact, I’m desperate for more from the guy who had zero hesitation in dropping to his knees and devouring me like he was starving and I was his last meal.

Things probably would have gone further if it hadn’t been for the last-call announcement made through the speaker system, letting everyone in the bar know it’s closing time. I barely heard it through the wall over the erotic sound of Davis lapping at my pussy and the thundering beat of my heart.

“Fuck,” he rasps, dropping his forehead against my stomach, his hot breath fanned over my overly sensitive core. “How the fuck is it already 2:00 a.m.?”

“You know what they say. Time flies when you’re having fun.”

His deep, hoarse chuckle vibrates my skin, and I exhale shakily. Every part of my body is still buzzing from his wickedly talented tongue and from the way tonight has felt.

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