Page 57 of Beautiful Revenge

His stare is dark and full of desire as he squeezes his cock to keep himself from cumming. He loves watching Dylan pleasure me like this.

Dylan starts lavishing me with his tongue, torturing me to the brink of insanity in record time. It only takes a minute before I’m soaring with pleasure, releasing the pent up anxiety in my body.

Dylan is an oral fucking god. “Dyl,” I moan as I come down from the high.

Reaching down, I tug on his hair until his mouth is back on mine. His tongue caresses mine, letting me taste myself, and it only turns me on more.

“I need you inside me.” I move my hand between us, lining him up with my entrance before pushing my hips down to take him.

“Christ,” he moans, pulling my hand away and entering me to the hilt. “Someone is impatient tonight,” he teases, nipping my chin.

“I need it,” I whine, and he smirks.

“I know exactly what you need, Brie. Hold on tight,” he orders, and I do.

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