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“Tell me,” she coaxes.

“I love everything you do,” I straight-up growl. “I love your hot little mouth all over my hard dick. You have no idea how many times I’ve dreamed about it. I’ve fucked my fist fantasizing about you sucking me so hard until I lose it in your mouth, about your fingers massaging my ass, andfuck, about what it feels like to slide home and plunge inside you.”

The moonlight reflects the desire in Victory’s eyes straight into my soul, and I can’t wait to taste her wetness. But she’s going to torture me first. That’s okay. She’s always known what I need – her. My girl is one of life’s essentials.

Water. Food. Air.Victory.

“That’s better,” she purrs.

My reward is when she hollows her cheeks and sucks down impossibly hard on the head of my cock while stroking me fast, her wicked tongue driving me straight to the edge before it should even be possible.

I saw it coming from a mile away, but the air is still pulled cruelly from my lungs when she stops right when I’m about to lose it. She repeats the torture so many times that I lose count. I’m one shred of self-control away from depravity, and she fucking knows it.

She wants it like I always give it to her.

And I’m finally far enough away from rational thought that I can deliver.

Chapter 35

Victory

Cadeisdangerouslyturnedon, which is exactly what I wanted. For tonight, I want him to just be aman, to take what he needs, and not have to worry about the responsibilities weighing down his day-to-day life.

Those can wait for tomorrow.

He yanks me from the floor onto the bed in one motion, and then he’s on me. The heavy, familiar weight of him has me sighing happily. He grabs my wrists and pins them above my head, his teeth roughly finding my neck.

“Is this how you want me?” he growls.

“Show me what you’ve got,” I purr, arching into him. “I’m still your safe place, Cade.”

“Ah, Victory,” he groans, his hard cock rubbing against my clit and making me gasp. “It’s always been you.”

Wiggling my hands free from his grip, I cup his face and trail my ring fingers along his lips. “Take whatever you need.”

He nips my fingers, and I gasp when he sucks on them to take the sting away.

“Promise me you can take it how I need to give it to you,” he says.

“I promise.”

He pulls my hips up so I’m basically in a shoulder stand.

“I need the taste of you on my lips,” he growls, dropping his mouth between my legs and savoring me with a long, slow lick. “Fuck, angel, this pussy is so wet and swollen just from playing with my cock. Mmm, goddamn, that’s so fucking sexy. I don’t know how I got this lucky.”

His dexterous, magical fingers move expertly inside me, and I’m bucking while he licks my clit hard and fast with the tip of his tongue.

He glances at me before burying his face in my pussy, roughly biting and licking while his fingers rock inside me. Cade is savage, devouring me while I moan defenselessly, already right on the edge from the shocking depth of his desire.

He’s growling while he eats me, his head moving brazenly while he focuses on clawing an orgasm from me. My pussy twitches and clenches frantically, and I’m right about to come when he stops.

“Cade!” I whimper. “Fuck, no, please, oh, Cade, make me come.”

“How do you like it?” he murmurs. “Does it ache, angel? Does your tender little clit need my mouth? Do you want to grind that sweet little cunt so hard against my face until you’re screaming while you come for me?”

His eyes are blazing, and I’m in for it, on the verge of orgasm with no way to get there.

“Cade,” I moan, while he ghosts kisses on my clit that are nowhere near enough to get me off, and he fucking knows it.

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