Page 137 of The Obvious Check

My hand threads through his hair, tugging with desperation as I suck the candy, and my hips writhe against his tongue.

He’s relentless, working me with his mouth as he fucks me with the vibrator. My thighs shake around his shoulders, the pressure building in my core so fast it’s almost dizzying. He pullsback just long enough to tease the vibrator slowly over my folds again, circling gently, coating it with my arousal. The sensation is exquisite as his lips return to me.

“You taste so fucking good, Savannah,” he murmurs, his fingers gripping my thighs tighter, locking me in place. “I could stay down here for-fucking-ever.”

I’m panting, desperate and needy, and I can’t take it anymore. I drop the candied ring to the bed so I can speak.

“Please, Cade,” I whisper breathlessly, my hips lifting toward him, begging without shame. “Give me more, please,” I cry out, the sensation almost too much as his tongue drags hotly over my clit. He thrusts the ring pop deeper inside me at the same time, fucking me slowly with the vibrator again. “I’m… I’m close,” I barely get it out.

He growls against my skin, thrusting the vibrator harder, faster. “Then come for me, Pretty Girl. Come all over the ring I proposed to you with.”

His filthy words push me over the edge. Pleasure crashes through me, shattering me completely, and I cry out his name, my entire body trembling uncontrollably as I come hard, pulsing and soaking the toy.

“That’s it,” he groans approvingly, pulling the ring pop out and admiring it, slick with my release. “Look how fucking wet you got for me.”

I don’t even get a chance to catch my breath before he brings the toy to his mouth and sucks. Slow and decadent. He takes his time like I’m a dessert and he’s earned every single bite.

“Damn, Savannah,” he rasps. “You taste fucking incredible.”

My checks burn. My body still trembles, but Cade’s not done.

He pushes me onto my back, settling between my thighs without his boxers this time. Then his thick, hard cock is flushed between us, pressing right against my soaked entrance. No teasing. No games. Just pure, aching intent.

“Ready for me, Sav?” he rasps, his eyes locking onto mine.

“Yes,” I whisper, nodding frantically. “Please, Cade.”

He exhales sharply, lines himself up, and with one final look, he sinks into me slowly, filling me inch by incredible inch. I cry out, my nails dig into his shoulders, and my eyes roll back as he stretches me wide, filling me until there’s no space left to breathe.

“Fuck,” he groans, dragging his hips deeper. “So fucking tight. You feel like heaven, Pretty Girl.”

Then he snaps his hips.

Hard.

Once. Then again. And again. And again.

He doesn’t give me time to adjust or let me think. He just pounds into me like he’s claiming what’s his with every ruthless thrust.

“Cade,” I cry, wrapping my legs tight around his waist. “Oh, my—”

He cuts me off with a groan as his cock pounds into me, each thrust filling me wholly and completely. Then he reaches for the vibrator, slick from me, still faintly humming, and holds it to my mouth.

“Open.”

I do, and he pushes it in slowly and watches as I suck, tasting myself, making Cade groan in appreciation.

“Can you taste how fucking perfect you are for me?” he murmurs, thrusting deeper, faster.

Pleasure coils unbearably inside me, the heat of his words pushing me higher. Cade fucks me harder, faster, relentless, driving me toward another orgasm.

“You gonna come for me again?” he snarls, dragging the candy from my mouth and smearing it across my lips, down my throat. “You gonna come while I’m buried balls-deep inside you, Pretty Girl?”

His words detonate something inside my chest. In my core. In my soul.

I don’t answer.

I can’t because I’m already coming, shattering again beneath him. Cade groans deep in his chest, following me over the edge, his hips stuttering and cock pulsing deep inside me, filling me until we’re both spent, trembling, and tangled together, gasping for breath.

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