Page 28 of Dirty Dillon

“Eating your sweet pussy. Fucking your sweet pussy.”

“That’s only three things.”

“We haven’t gotten to the others yet. But it’s not even noon, so I have high hopes for the day.”

I nestle into his side, tracing lazy circles on his chest as he pulls me closer. His heart thumps steadily under my palm, in time with my own.

“You are perfect,” he murmurs, dropping a kiss on the top of my head. “So responsive, so eager to please.”

Heat floods my cheeks at the praise. “I aim to satisfy.”

He laughs, the sound rumbling through me. “And satisfy me you did.” His hand slides down to cup my rear, giving it a gentle squeeze.

I tilt my head up to meet his gaze, unable to stop the smile tugging at my lips. “Dillon, do you think it would be okay if I tell you something naughty?”

“That will be the fourth favorite thing. You can tell me anything you like, princess.”

I scoot away and sit up, batting his hand away when he tries to pull me back. “Dillon?”

“Yes, Cressida?”

“I want your cock in my mouth. I want to clean you all up and make you come again down my throat. Is that okay to tell you?”

He stiffens at my naughty request, then pulls me against him, his mouth finding mine. His hands leave trails of fire up and down my body before settling on my ass, squeezing and kneading my still-sensitive skin and driving me wild.

“Yes,” he finally murmurs against my lips. “Yes, that’s more than okay.”

My heart beats faster, anticipation flooding my veins. I can’t wait to feel his cock in my mouth, to show him the pleasure I can bring with my lips and tongue.

I know I’m good at giving head, but this is the first time I ever wanted to do it. Everything is different with Dillon. I want to make him feel just as good as he makes me feel. Even more than that, I crave him. The thought of tasting him, holding him in my mouth...I can’t wait.

He sits on the edge of the bed, and I lick and kiss my way down his body over the acres of taut skin over hard muscle until I am on my knees. A soft groan escapes him as his fingers tangle in my hair. “Eyes on me, baby.”

I bring my gaze to his immediately. The intimacy of the moment washes over me, making me feel even more connected to him.

“Beautiful.”

I rub my cheek against his impressively large but not yet hard cock. “You’ve taken such good care of me the last few days. Now it’s your turn.”

He’s getting hard again now.

I lick him, the flavors of our lovemaking still lingering on his skin. This makes me feel so extra naughty.

I suck and swirl my tongue around him, taking my time as I savor every inch as he gets harder and harder. I like the weight of him in my mouth, the smooth head dripping fresh precum on my tongue. His hips start to move, pushing into me, his eyes never once leaving mine.

“Such a talented mouth,” he praises, his voice thick with lust. “You’re doing everything right, baby. Don’t stop.”

I hum in response, the vibration sending shudders down his body. Dillon’s praise fuels my desire even more, and I eagerly continue to explore every inch of him with my mouth.

“God, you’re beautiful,” he murmurs, his fingers trailing down my cheek. “So strong and confident. I love watching you take control like this.”

His cock is fully erect now and a lot harder to get in my mouth. He’s so fucking big. I love the texture of his skin against my tongue. I take him in deeper, my throat accepting the challenge of accommodating him as he gets further in.

He gasps, his hands gripping my head as he thrusts harder. I swallow around the tip.

“Baby, fuck. You take my cock so good. I’m not gonna last.”

Yeah, I knew he’d like that move.

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