Page 78 of Trashy Affair Duet

Fuck, she’s a sight.

Shallow breaths escaping parted lips.

Sweat beading on her temples.

The tint of her skin flushed pink from arousal and the heat of the day. And her eyes. Damn, those chocolate orbs cast me under their spell from the instant she turned them on me.

“Tell me you want my tongue on your pussy.”

“You have such a dirty mouth,” she says, sucking her bottom lip between her teeth.

“You have no idea. I want to hear you say it, Jules. Beg me to lick you.”

“I’ve waited so fucking long to be with you like this. Please, Cash.”

We both waited—not only waited but fought against it tooth and nail—and that’s why I want this moment to last forever. I can’t imagine leaving this bed, but deep down, I know all that’s certain is now. This blip in time when I have Jules exactly where I want her.

And I want her insane with wanting me. Hungry for the heat of my mouth and the plunder of my fingers.

“I could eat you out all day.” I blow another hot breath between her thighs, making her spine arch. But she doesn’t move her hands at all. The fact that’s she’s so responsive and ready to obey makes my cock throb with the power she’s giving me.

I bring my mouth down on her, my tongue burrowing its way home until I find the spot. And the first time the heady taste of her fills my mouth is the moment I know I’ll never be able to walk away from her.

Because I’ll always need to come back for more.

More of her smile.

More of her fiery spirit that ensures she never hesitates to tell me how it is.

More of this right here—the core of her sex and my tongue lapping her up as if I’m dying of thirst. Licking her clit in light back-and-forth strokes, I thrust a finger inside her and crook it. From between her spread legs, I meet her gaze, and the way her eyes are glazed over as she pants, her hands curling into fists at her sides where I told her to keep them, busts my heart wide open.

She’s so close to shattering already, yet her willpower to do as I asked is holding her captive.

And I fucking love it.

I add another finger, extracting a cry from her. “Please!”

“Do you trust me?”

“Yes.”

She studies me, her brows furrowed in curiosity, and damn, she’s sexy when she bites her lip like that. I have no shame as I pull my fingers from her pussy and use her body’s arousal to lubricate her ass. I gently push a finger into her puckered hole.

She gasps and moans at the same time, but instead of tensing upon my intrusion, she relaxes enough to accept my probing digit. Her reaction storms through me, all the way to my toes. As she arches her neck, I devour the sight of her pretty nipples pointing toward the ceiling, just begging to be licked and bitten. I lodge my finger in her ass all the way to my knuckle.

“You’re so beautiful, Jules.”

“Oh God, Cash. Please.”

“Please what?”

“Touch me.”

I wiggle the finger I have shoved in her back door. “I am touching you.”

“More.” She’s breathless when she says it. Demands it. I love that she knows what she wants and isn’t afraid to ask for it. I slip my thumb into her pussy.

Jules is exquisite perfection with her knees splayed, golden locks tousled around her flushed cheeks as I cup her by the ass and pussy. I lower my head between her thighs and open my mouth over her again.

She’s fucking mine.

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