Page 97 of Kings & Corruption

That had been a mistake.

This felt right, even though I didn’t know why.

“Jesus, you’re fucking magnificent, you know that?” he asked, staring down at me.

I squirmed under the heat of his gaze. I wasn’t exactly shy — I’d visited more than one nude beach during my year abroad — but there was something a little too thorough about the way he was looking at me. Like he was seeing past my body to all the stuff I’d been trying to keep hidden inside.

I cocked my head, wanting to keep things simple. Fucking Oscar was one thing. Getting all up in my feels with him was something else entirely.

“What are you going to do about it?” I asked with a mischievous smile.

He grinned. “If that’s a challenge, I accept.”

I squealed as he pounced on me, burying his face in my neck. He came in for another kiss, this one long and slow, then ran his nose down to my collarbone and between my tits, across my stomach and down to my cunt.

I heard him inhale and laughed. “Are you smelling me?”

“You smell delicious,” he said, kissing his way between my thighs. “I can’t wait to taste you.”

I sighed. “That makes two of us.”

He chuckled and nipped at my inner thigh. A second later, I moaned as he sank two fingers inside my dripping core.

“Oh my god…” I closed my eyes as he lapped at my clit.

“Hmmm…” he murmured. “I knew you’d taste good.”

He thrust his fingers in and out of my tunnel while he worked my swollen nub with his tongue.

I sank onto his fingers and mouth, reaching for more of what he was already giving, losing my hold on reality as waves of pleasure washed over me. He stroked the walls of my channel with his fingers and drew my clit into his mouth, sucking until I cried out into the room.

I threaded my fingers into his silky dark locks and tugged, then felt his growl reverberate through my core.

“You’re so fucking wet, beautiful.” He pushed my thighs open and spread me wide, then ran his tongue all the way through my folds.

I moaned. “You better get up here and fuck me, Oscar Drago.”

“Sounds like a threat,” he said, pleasure dripping from his voice.

“It is.” I looked down and the sight of his dark head between my thighs just about sent me over the edge. “I’m going to come on your face if you don’t hurry up.”

He looked up at me and grinned. “I’ve been dreaming about you coming on my face for weeks.”

“Fuuuuuck,” I moaned as he buried his face in my pussy all over again.

He put his fingers back inside me and sucked on my clit, teasing it with his tongue.

I moved my hips in time to his movements as I rode his face. I was beyond thought, beyond anything but the promise of the earth-shattering orgasm building in my stomach.

“Don’t stop,” I gasped, grinding against his mouth and fingers, moving my hips faster as release crept closer.

He sucked harder and pressed against the upper wall of my pussy.

That was it. I was a goner. The orgasm flooded my body like a fever, light exploding as my voice erupted into the room, a raw animalistic cry I didn’t recognize as my own.

I camehard, shudders wracking my body, rolling through me like an earthquake. It went on and on, and I was only vaguely aware that I was begging Oscar not to stop.

Not that I needed to worry about that. His face was buried in my pussy, lapping up every drop until I lay limp and breathless, spread out on his bed, the pictures still spread all around me.

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