Page 54 of Inferno

“Oh, baby. I am about to shatter you.” I smile at her, resuming my position between her legs.

A real man eats. He worships her. He gets on his fucking knees where he belongs and makes sure she comes first, multiple times, before he even gets his dick wet.

I’m about to show her exactly what it’s like to be respected and equally disrespected in the bedroom. But first, I’m going to have her coming on my tongue, shaking around me and screaming my name. And try my hardest not to come in my pants while I witness her undoing.

I eat her out like she’s my last damn meal on this earth, keeping one finger slowly thrusting in and out, her juices dripping down my hand.

I suck on her clit and her moans grow louder, I can’t help but grin.

“You like that? A little bit of pain?” I ask.

“Y-yes,” she says, almost breathlessly.

Good.

“Yes, what?” I lower my tone.

“Yes, sir.”

I grin against her pussy. “That’s my good girl.”

Adding another finger, I grab the milkshake with my free hand, and the surprise on her face is a picture.

“I’m a man of my word, angel. I said I’d drink chocolate milkshake out of your pussy, and that’s exactly what I will do.”

“I think you’re missing the final step that you promised.” she replies mischievously.

I chuckle, thrusting my fingers deeper and her mouth falls open as I hit her G-spot.

“No. I’m fully aware. I’m going to spit it straight back into that sassy fucking mouth of yours. But for now, you let me eat, and the only noise I want to hear is you moaning or panting out my name. Anything else, I stop. And it would be a mighty shame for only me to enjoy such a delicacy.”

Chapter 18

CHARLOTTE

An unexplainable sensation washes over me, pleasure gripping every inch of my body the moment he hits that spot.

I cry out as he wriggles his fingers inside me, the pressure building low in my stomach. Fuck.

I blow out a shaky breath as he pours the milkshake onto my lower stomach, the cold liquid a jolt against my overheated skin. I shiver in response.

My eyes lock on his, and the hunger burning there, it gives me confidence. When he questions me, the truth falls out. This is the most exposed and vulnerable I’ve ever been. But I trust him with it. He’s given me no reason not to.

I tremble around his fingers as he licks me clean. The sight of chocolate rolling down my stomach, smearing over my pussy, it’s sinful. It’s his. He leans in to claim it.

“Fucking delicious, heartbreaker,” he groans.

“Just as greedy as me, aren’t you?” he winks, and my heart stutters in my chest.

My eyes flutter shut, head tipping back as I surrender to it. This wild, unfamiliar sensation. Bliss. Peace. Pleasure.

My toes curl as he feasts on me. The contrast between cold sweetness and the heat of his tongue pushes me over the edge. Screams rip from my throat, hips moving on instinct.

“So fucking hot,” he groans. I like that sound. I want to make him do it more for me.

He doesn’t stop, his fingers pumping faster, his tongue flicking my clit.

“Give me your orgasm, heartbreaker. They belong to me. I want it. Now.” His voice is rough and possessive.

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