Page 109 of Only in Your Dreams

She whimpers at the words, and her hips drop a couple of inches.

Then another few.

I jerk up, pull her ass down, close my mouth around her clit and she stifles her moans around my cock.

Fuck yeah.

She squirms into my mouth, soaking the hell out of my face already. I suck on her, flick her with my tongue, groan against her. Damn near sob when she pushes back against my hands, lifting off me.

“Tastes so good, Clo,” I mumble. “Let me give you more.”

She laughs, messing with me like the brat she is, and I’ve had enough.

I toss her off me, crawl off the bed. Barely have a second to take in the disoriented look on her face before I grab her ankles, drag her to the edge of the mattress and drop to my knees. At the first lick, she claps a hand over her own mouth.

Fuck, that’s hot.

I reach for my cock, stroking hard and fast as I drag my tongue through her pussy. Dipping inside her, luxuriating in the way she tastes before moving back to give her clit my attention and sinking my fingers inside her. She’s so wet and hot and making these beautiful sounds as she tries to stifle her moans. This is everything I’ll ever need out of life from here on out. Right here—it can’t be topped. My Clover on her back, leg spread wide for me, letting me devour her.

I drive my fingers in deep and Mel bucks her hips, taking them in all the way. My other knuckles hit lower, grazing her ass and she jerks violently, letting out a single cry into the room.

“Zac. Holy fuck,” she gasps.

I lift my head, searching her face. “Good or bad?”

“Good. So good—do it again—”

Oh, fuck me. This woman is going to ruin me.

I get to my feet. Grab her ankle and she gasps when I spin her around so that she lies with her head hanging just off the edge of the bed.

I hold out my dick, line it up for her. “Suck. Let me take care of all your pretty parts.”

“I’ve never done that,” she pants, eyes wide but undeniably excited.

“Not with fingers either?” She shakes her head, and I nudge her lips with the tip of my cock. “We’ll go easy, then.”

She accepts my cock into her mouth, letting me drag it along her tongue, easing in, pulling back, easing in until she takes me as far as she can. At this inverted angle, she chokes easily, and I run my thumb along her jaw.

“Okay?” I ask. She nods, chest heaving in anticipation. “That’s my girl.”

I lean over her, spread her open, and my mouth finds her clit again. Fingers sink inside her pussy, and my other fingers brush gently over her ass. Barely touching her until I feel her start to relax into it and then rubbing over the sensitive skin in time with the pace of my tongue. She’s squirming, damn near thrashing, whimpering as I pump my cock in and out of her mouth.

“Fuck, Mel. You’re going to make me come so hard.”

It’s all so fucking flawless, her muffled sounds, the fucking feel of her, that I moan my relief when her pussy flutters around my fingers. I add pressure everywhere until she goes dead quiet, fists the sheets on either side of her. Reaches for me instead, feeling my body under my shirt. I’m relentless on her. Tongue, fingers, feeding her my cock—

It’s stifled, but it’s undeniable, and it’ll probably be our undoing when the sun comes up and Parker decides to make us pay for this.

She makes the most mind numbing, blissful sound as she comes. A thick, muted moan around my cock as she shudders into my mouth. When she goes limp, I reach for my cock, knowing it won’t take more than a couple of good strokes. But Mel knocks my hand out of the way and motherfucker, she guides me back into her mouth.

I lift off my elbows, wanting to watch. She’s a wreck, hair dangling off the bed, the skin around her mouth wet and sticky, lips stretched around me. Staring back with a challenge in her eyes.

Oh my fucking—

My hips pull back, drive in, pick up their pace. Giving her want she wants, what I need, and I watch my cock disappear into her mouth, over and over. Both fighting and chasing my orgasm, because I don’t want this to end. I don’t—

Melody’s hand closes around my cock, stroking me when my pumps start to get erratic, helping me finish in her mouth. The force of holding back my groan might leave my jaw sore for days.

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