Page 111 of The Obvious Check

I smirk, my fingers drifting to the hem of the jersey, brushing lightly over her bare thigh. She shivers at the contact, a quiet gasp catching in her throat.

“Yeah? Well, how about I earn my oral proficiency badge instead?”

Her eyes darken and her breath hitches as I flick my fingers under her jersey. “I don’t think that’s a real badge.”

I push the fabric up, and she hisses as I slide lower on the bed, kissing along her stomach. “Doesn’t mean I won’t earn it, and I promise I won’t stop until you’re shaking.”

“You don’t have—”

I cut her off by pressing a kiss just below her navel, feeling her tense beneath me. Her breath stutters as I move lower, my lips brushing over the softness of her stomach, trailing slow, open-mouthed kisses as I push the jersey higher. I want to see her. Want to taste her. Want to give her everything she wants to give me.

When her perfect tits are bared to me, I waste no time taking one nipple into my mouth, flicking my tongue over the hardened peak before sucking it between my lips. A sharp inhale escapes her, her back arching off the bed as her hands dive into my hair, fingers tugging, pulling me closer.

“Cade—” She gasps, breathless and needy, her voice unraveling me.

Her hips lift, pressing into me, her body desperate for more friction. My hand glides down instinctively, finding her thigh and gripping it just enough to hold her in place, to keep her from writhing out of my reach. The shift in angle brings my fingers against the edge of her soft, white and already damp panties.

Fuck.I nearly lose it.

A moan escapes her lips, and it damn near brings me to my knees.

I press a kiss to the inside of her thigh, then another one just above the hem of her underwear. Her breath catches, her hands twisting in the sheets.

“I want to taste you, Savannah,” I say lowly just before I take her nipple into my mouth, sucking gently. “I want to spread you open and bury my tongue inside you until you’re screaming my name. Will you let me?”

She doesn’t answer with words. She doesn’t need to. Instead, she pushes me down her body, and I go willingly, kissing every inch of skin I can reach on the way. When I get to her panties, I hook my fingers into the waistband and drag them down her legs, tossing them aside without a second thought.

Her legs fall open, and fuck… the sight steals the air from my lungs.

“Fuck, baby,” I rasp. “You look unreal.”

She whimpers, hips shifting restlessly, and I grip her thighs tighter, pressing her down. “Stay still,” I command, my voice thick with need. “Let me take care of you.”

Then I dive in.

I flatten my tongue against her, dragging it through her slick folds before wrapping my lips around her clit and sucking. She chokes out a moan, her back arching, and her fingers twist in the sheets.

“Cade—”

I hum against her, letting the vibration roll through her, my tongue flicking and teasing. Her taste, intoxicating and addictive, is everything.

“Shit.” She gasps, thighs trembling around my head. “Oh my God.”

I slide a finger into her, groaning at the way she clenches around me. “So fucking tight,” I mutter before adding another, curling them to press against that spot that makes her cry out.

I don’t stop. I can’t. My fingers and tongue work in tandem until she’s a writhing mess beneath me. Her moans get higher, her breaths quicker, her body straining.

“I-I’m gonna—”

I flick my tongue quicker, curl my fingers and that’s when she shatters.

Her body locks up, a strangled moan ripping from her throat as she comes apart beneath me.

But I don’t stop.

I ease the rhythm, slowing down just enough to let her ride the high, but I keep my tongue moving, teasing her, coaxing every aftershock. She whimpers when she realizes I’m not done, tries to twist away, but I grip her hips firmly, holding her still.

“Cade—”

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