Page 78 of Corrupt Me

“Stop trying, and give us a chance to explore this.” She trails her lips along my jaw, kissing down my neck, stirring the lava to flow through my veins. “Whenever you’re ready.”

“Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

In one swift movement, I have her on her back, tugging the T-shirt over her head. Nerves and curiosity flicker in her eyes. God, I love how expressive she is.

Towering over her, I pull off my boxer briefs, throwing them to the side. As she licks her lips, I jerk my stone-hard cock up and down. Only her pussy could make the ache better. But before that, I want that sassy mouth of hers wrapped around my cock.

“Get on your knees and suck me off.”

It does something fierce to me when she immediately obeys. Seeing her on her knees for me fuels my desire.

“Only for me. Only like this. You don’t kneel for anything or anyone else.”

She nods, placing her palms on my thighs and looking up at me. “I want this to be good for you.”

“You can’t possibly do anything that won’t please me. Do you want to suck me off?”

“I do, but I am not sure I’m any good—”

I cut her off by placing my cock on her lips.

“It’s just you and me.”

A big smile stretches the corners of her mouth. “And your hard cock, apparently.”

I can’t hold back—I chuckle. She looks pretty smug that she pulled that reaction out of me. With her, it’s just different. Good. Playful. Meaningful. There’s no need to prove to myself. With her, I can just let go and feel.

There’s this urge to instruct her, but I am more curious to see what she will do. Tentatively, she sticks her tongue out, and that first contact sends a jolt of pleasure through me; it almost knocks me off my feet.

It must come naturally for her to undo me with a small touch and a bloody lick. While she thinks there have been others, it’s just her for me, the only one who gives me pleasure. No wonder I’m constantly breaking my word.

She probes the small slit with her tongue. Fuck, she decimates my composure. My hand wraps around her hair, pushing her head back to my cock, desperate for more of that Bailey-infused pleasure.

“You like that?” she asks, her eyes taking in my every reaction.

“I enjoy fucking everything you do to me,” I groan.

Eyes locked, my heart beats a rhythm that spells her name, freaking the fuck out of me. I can’t stop it. Looking at my cock in her mouth does things to me, and so does her wanting to please me. And please me, she does as she tentatively licks the vein on my shaft. With every second, she grows bolder, as if she knows exactly how to suck me off. I buck, my knees weakening.

“You’re so fucking good at this,” I grit out, jerking her head back.

Her eyes soften as she licks her lips. “You don’t have to be jealous. There has been no one else but you.”

And never will be. That thought almost topples me over, but she takes more of me in her mouth, and everything else vanishes.

As much as I want to see how far she’ll go, there’s another side of me—one that just wants to protect her above all else.

“You’re always gentle, Hunter,” she whispers.

“Don’t you want me to be?” I am so afraid to hurt her because, strangely, I just want to please her as well.

“I want you, all of you. Please…”

“Open wide and breathe through your nose if it gets to be too much.”

I come apart, unleashing that hidden side of me. Tears stream down her cheeks as she gags, her beautiful face taking on a rosy expression as I fuck her mouth, hitting the back of her throat. I am not even halfway in. She hums around my cock, the vibration sending wave after wave of pleasure rolling through me.

“My dirty kitten likes her mouth fucked rough.”

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