Page 70 of Wallflower in Bloom

She threw her head back, panting, enjoying his torturous circles.

“You want me to suck your nipples, don’t you, minx?” He would give every penny he owned to take her into his mouth. Feel her. Taste her.

“Yes.” She reached behind her and took her bra off.

His cock throbbed at seeing all of her. Her heavy tits, mouth-watering nipples he’d dreamed about. He could die a happy man tonight.

Good girl. He circled her dripping clit. “You want it so bad, don’t you?”

She gripped his head and moved it to her breast. His tongue licked one nipple, but he paused, a wicked grin on his face. “Then tell me, Violet. What are we going to check off?”

Chapter

Fifteen

JACK

Violet’s hands flew to her face as Jack slid his finger inside her pussy and crooked it. She arched her back and cried out with a needy sob. Fuck, she was hot.

“Tell me, Violet,” he teased. “I want three of your naughtiest fantasies. C’mon. Scandalize me.”

She bit her lip, lust in her eyes. He wanted her to trust him with this. Trust him to make her feel so good.

He slid another finger inside of her. God, what would she taste like? Decadent, he’d bet.

“So full,” she sighed.

“I need to know what this tight pussy wants.” He leaned over her and slid his fingers in and out. She tightened around him.

“Sex,” she panted, “in public.” He rewarded her with a slow circle around her clit, her hips thrusting against him.

Interesting. She hated people looking at her, yet she wanted to be taken where someone might see her. He had an inkling of what she might be into.

“You want to get caught doing something so bad?”

She moaned and nodded, her pussy gripping his fingers. She dripped down his hand; it was all he could think about.

“So bad,” she sighed, and her nails ran through his hair. Showers of goosebumps flooded down his arms.

“Being fucked in public where someone might catch you. You are very bad.”

He sucked hard on her nipple, in heaven. He wanted to live here. Die here. Violet’s tits were the end and the beginning of his need.

Holy fuck, she’s perfectly wicked.

Just like me.

“Done. And number two,” he said, licking his way to the other breast.

Her hands held his arms tight, squeezing his biceps. He sucked hard on her other nipple, feeling it pebble under his tongue.

“It’s embarrassing,” she admitted breathlessly.

He kissed her, sucking her plush lip into his mouth. Everything about this woman was so soft. So perfect. So fuckable.

He thought of his cock thrusting between her lips and groaned. God, he hoped she had that on her list.

He broke away, his voice low and hoarse with desire. “I need you to be my bad little vixen tonight. Tell me.”

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