Page 98 of Pretend for Me

My skin catches on fire, tension coils inside my belly, and my heart pounds out of control as Dev curls his fingers forward.

And just like that, I’m done.

Splintering from the inside out, my orgasm slams into me with the power of a storm. Every muscle contracts while I scream out my release, shoving his face into me while wordlessly begging him to keep going.

And God, does he ever.

It’s astonishing how the man can look even more beautiful on his knees, with my wet and bare center inside his mouth, my leg sprawled over his back, and my toes curled.

We’re a goddamn picture. An artist’s muse.

Dev continues to move his tongue inside me, over me, as his warm brown gaze finds mine. It’s deadly sharp now, less distant than when he started, cataloging my every move until I’m collapsing from the fury his tongue lashed inside me. He doesn’t let me fall though, holding me steady as he eases his lashes and licks.

I suck in a labored breath, as if I did any of the work, and Dev presses a smiling kiss against my thigh. So proud of himself, as usual.

He lifts, keeping his hands on my hips, before standing in front of me. “Fucking delicious, every single drop of you.”

He dips to take my lips in his, letting me taste myself, and I throw my arms around his neck, deepening our kiss.

“Sweet and wild,” he whispers against my lips.

Sweet and wild.

It’s the same words he whispers into my ear every night as I fall asleep in his arms. Words that send butterflies soaring inside my belly and lightning bugs floating behind my eyelids. Words I’ve become addicted to, much like I’ve become addicted to him.

I wobble a little against him before my hand drops to his erection, raging against his pants. I look up at him pleadingly, much the same way he did earlier with me. “I want you in my mouth.”

He shakes his head. “I didn’t do it to get something in return. I just needed to taste you.”

I undo the button on his jeans, rolling down his zipper. “And nowIneed to tasteyou.”

I sink down to my knees, but he quickly hauls me over his shoulder, patting my bare ass, before taking me to his bed.

“Wh-what are you doing?” I say, trying not to whine.

“You want to suck my cock? Do it from my bed. I don’t want your knees on the hard floor.”

A jolt of something warm and fuzzy runs through me, pricking my chest the same way it pricks the corners of my eyes. Holy shit. There is no way this man just made giving him a blow job swoony.

He gently puts me on his bed, and I take no time freeing him from his boxer-briefs. The same feeling hits me every time I see his cock—a mix of worry and excitement. It’s long and girthy, with the most perfect and smooth mushroom tip.

There’s a bead of pre-cum leaking from him that makes me salivate. I squeeze my thighs, feeling myself get wet again,and grip the base of his cock tight, the way I’ve learned he likes it.

“Fuck,” Dev groans.

And just when his hand curls behind my neck and his fingers tangle into my hair, I lean over and lick the backside, along the thick vein that travels all the way to the head.

Dev moans, his head falling back as his hand tightens in my hair. “Fuck, baby . . . yes.”

I do it again, running my tongue along his length before flicking my tongue on his tip. He twitches in my hand while thunderous groans rumble in his chest. His abs tense and my pussy clenches at the sight of that soft trail of hair that descends from beneath his belly button.

If it hasn’t been said before, in various magazines and online columns, Dev Menon is the most beautiful man on earth. And he’s even more beautiful when he’s wrapped in ecstasy and halfway to coming in my mouth.

I swirl my tongue around his head a few more times before I widen my mouth and take him all the way to the back of my throat.

“Oh, God, baby,” he moans, emitting a heavy breath. “Your mouth. Jesus, your mouth is . . .” I pull him out almost all the way and take him all the way to the back of my throat again. “Get on your elbows and lift your ass in the air for me.”

I do as he asks, feeling the cool air in the room against my most sensitive skin only for a few seconds before feeling his fingers at my entrance again.

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