Page 68 of Torrid Love
I lower my head and press my mouth against her stomach.
“So, back to my question.”
“Which one again?” The mockery in her voice doesn’t go unnoticed.
“You know, where my beard would feel even manlier?”
“My tummy?” she giggles.
“Uh-uh,” I hum, traveling down to her pussy, nibbling and kissing her smooth skin.
She weaves her fingers into my hair and pulls gently, forcing me to halt all movement. “Wh—what are you doing?”
I look up at her. “I want you to come on my face, baby.”
“Y—you don’t have to—”
I let out a long sigh. “I let that silliness slide last night because being inside you was so fucking amazing, but I really need to know how it feels to have your juices gushing into my mouth, Dom.”
She stares at me, stunned.
I continue. “After four core-shaking orgasms—” What can I say? I haven’t been with anyone in two months. I was on a roll and her pussy is addictive. “—I didn’t want to push you further, but this is a new day.”
“Isn’t your time up, Wolfe? It was supposed to only be one—”
Oh no, she doesn’t.
“Fuck,” she chokes when I bury my face between her legs, lashing her with my tongue.
Funny how she isn’t protesting anymore.
“Oh, oh, oh,” she chants.
“You taste so fucking good, Dom,” I grunt between tongue strokes.
“Oh, shit.”
“You’re so wet.”
“It’s— It’s— Oh, Rod.”
I bite off a smile.
“No one’s ever done this to me,” she moans.
My eyebrows climb to my hairline. “What? No one’s ever gone down on you before?”
“The few guys I’ve been with made oral sex seem like a chore. Most times, it was so bad, I went numb down there and it was more pain than pleasure. But not with you. You’re so passionate about it.”
“I fucking love eating pussy,” I tell her.
She laughs. “I can see that.”
“But you know what?”
“What?”
“You’re my favorite pussy.”
