Page 89 of Pucking Wild

“I’ve never used toys before. It’s never—I—it’s just never come up,” he admits, a faint blush staining his cheeks.

“I know,” I reply.

He glances sharply over at me. “What? How can you know?”

“Because I’m good at reading people,” I reply. “I read the lie on you the moment you said it. But would you like to try toys sometime? Do you want to know the life-changing magic of fucking a girl doggy style while she has a vibrating dildo in her ass?”

“Jesus,” he says on a laugh, tearing his gaze away with a shake of his head. “You are too much for me.”

“Oh, don’t say that now, puppy. We were just getting started.”

His gaze darts back to me. “Are you ever gonna cool it with the ‘puppy’ crap?”

I smirk, my hand going back to my clit. “Do you want me to stop calling you that?”

He considers for a second before he’s smirking too. “No. But just between us, okay?”

“Okay. Can this stay just between us too?”

He raises a brow at me. “Can what stay?”

I hold his gaze. “The fact that I want your dick in my mouth. I told Troy you gagged me with your monster cock and choked me on your cum. I’d really like for that to be true. It feels like the journey I’m meant to take tonight.”

Now he’s the one smirking. “That’s what you told him happened between us?”

I nod.

He considers again. “Well, we can’t have you living a lie, now can we?”

“My thoughts exactly.”

He leans between my spread legs, his arm bracing the back of the couch as he presses his weight against me. I arch up enough that our lips touch in a gentle kiss. He pulls away first and speaks against my lips, “But first I’m eating your pussy until you come on my face.”

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Idon’t give Tess any more chances to derail this train with talk of kinks or buzzing butt plugs. I want her coming, and I want it in my mouth. It feels like my body is shaking with this hunger, like I’m a Transformer low on energon and she is my source. I need more. I needher.

Only the kitchen light is on. The soft white light pools over the back of the couch, keeping her mostly in shadow. But I can see well enough. I drop down to my elbows between her legs, using my hands to spread her thighs wide as I lower my face over her glistening pussy. Parting her lips, I expose her clit and blow a little air on it.

She shivers, goosebumps rising along her thighs as she arches her hips. “Don’t make me beg,” she whispers, such a tone of need in her voice.

I drop lower until my warm breath fans over her pussy. Sucking on my tongue, I drop a dollop of saliva onto her clit. With my finger, I rub it in, loving that it’s me making her wet.

“Ryan—god—”

Wasting no more time, I drop my mouth over her clit and suck. This angle is much easier than on my knees against the wall. I use my leverage to press her thighs open, sucking and teasing all parts of her.

Her hands grab my head, her fingers digging into my hair, and I fucking love it. I groan against her clit as I learn her, probing my tongue at her entrance.

“Yes,” she pants. “There. Fuck me. Please, please, fuck me—”

Her begging makes me feral. I plunge my tongue inside her, deep as it will go, loving the feel of her heat surrounding me, her hands holding tight to my head. Once she starts working her own hips, thrusting against my mouth, I know I’m a goner. She tastes too good, and I’ve wanted this for too long.

“I’m right fucking there,” she cries. “Put your fingers in me. Suck my clit. I’m gonna—fuuuuck, I wanna come on your hand—”

I adjust as she asks, shoving three fingers up inside her and twisting them around until I can press up and in along her vaginal wall. I tease her clit, flicking my tongue up and down, humming against her. Then three things happen at once: her hands tighten in my hair, her thighs clamp down around my face, and her pussy pulses and squeezes tight around my fingers.

“Ahhh—Ryan—” she shrieks, her body bowing forward in a half-curl as I take her orgasm from her. I tear it from her, body and soul. I claim every quivering, pulsing moment of it, drinking it in from start to finish.

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