Page 62 of Marvelous
Those were mine now.
I lowered to my knees, then took each thigh, pressing kisses as I went, and placed her legs over my shoulders.
I looked at what was laid out before me, “Lean back, Cupcake.”
She leaned back, and there it was.
Fuck. Me.
I slowly moved my head to her entrance, and with the first swipe of my tongue, I became addicted.
Addicted to her taste.
To her smell.
To her.
I flicked that rosy little bud over and over and over.
When she lifted her hips to get closer, I splayed my hands on her lower belly, and held her down.
Then I gave her what she wanted.
A man wasn’t a man if he didn’t know how to please his woman.
And I was her man.
She was mine to take care of.
I worked my tongue along her entrance, and then I shoved my tongue into her vagina.
Moving it in and out, as my nose bumped her clit.
Then I withdrew my tongue and trailed it lower, then back up to her clit.
I heard her breathy moan and noticed she liked that.
Good.
So, I did it again.
Down and back up.
And as my tongue reached her clit, I inserted one finger into her vagina.
“Alec?” she breathed out.
I pulled my tongue away for a second to answer her, “Yeah?”
“I want to come, but I want to come on your cock.” She said.
And I froze, then I said, “You sure?”
I felt her body move and knew that she nodded.
I swallowed, “Do that. You’re mine. No leaving me.”
Her breathy sigh and the sweet, “Okay,” had me undoing my belt, unsnapping the button, and lowering the zipper.
