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High from coming twice, I lick my lips and chuckle, feeling hazy and content.
He rises to his feet, but I grab him by his hips. He grins, and I have a sudden and desperate need to see his cock. I want to feel the flesh beneath my palm. In my mouth. Pushing into my pussy.
I am ready.
Looking up at him, I say, “I want to see you. I want to taste you.”
Lust rolls through his expression.
But he doesn’t move. Just watches me with lust-heavy eyes as I lower his underwear down his hips.
I take a deep breath when I see his cock becausedamn. It’s thick and long and swings heavy between his thighs.
Lust sweeps through me as I bend my neck and take him in my mouth.
“Oh fuck…” Lars rasps, not expecting my mouth to close over the head and draw him in and down my throat.
Instinct takes over. Pure primal instinct as I suck and lick and enjoy his cock.
Lars’s hand clasps my head, his fingers digging in.
“Baby, there is nothing in this world that feels as good as your juicy little mouth sucking my cock.” His fingers grip my hair tighter and the sting is delicious. “That’s it, sweet girl, take it all.”
I suck and lick and swirl my tongue around every inch, taking my time torturing him with slow, wet strokes, then sucking him deeper into my throat.
He releases a deep growl, and it’s animalistic and desperate, and it sends bolts of lust and pride through me.
I’m making him growl. I’m making him weak at the knees, and it’s turning me on just as much.
He hisses in a rough breath, his fingers tightening in my hair. “Whoa, little one, I’m going to come if you keep doing this.”
“I want you to.” I flatten my tongue and brush it across the head as I look up at him and say, “I want you to come on my tongue.”
Red hot lust flashes across his face, and he fists my hair. “I love your filthy little mouth…”
He gnashes his teeth and releases a heavy growl, and I see the jet of cum, and feel the thud of it on my tongue and lips, and I take it all.
He grips my hair, the sting of him twisting the roots only adding to the raw arousal throbbing through me.
When he’s done, I look up at him and wipe my hand across my mouth.
His expression darkens into pure carnal desire.
“You are fucking amazing,” he says, affection shining in his eyes.
I smile up at him, feeling happy.
He reaches for my chin. “Lie back, Little Cinder. I’m about to blow your fucking mind.”
I do as he says, and he drops to his knees and buries his face in my pussy again.
He didn’t lie.
He does things with his tongue that makes my body react in ways I didn’t know was possible, and orgasm number three almost sends me blind with pleasure.
Mind. Officially. Blown.
CHAPTER 42
