Page 55 of Inferno

A thrill tears through me as he hits that sweet spot inside me. His tongue and fingers moving in sync until I unravel.

For the first time in my life, I fall apart for someone. For him and only him.

My body shakes, orgasm crashing through me as I cry out, fists clenched, my pussy pulsing on his tongue.

“Beautiful. So fucking beautiful,” he mutters, slowing down as I collapse against the table, gasping for breath.

When I look down, he’s watching me in awe. A slow smirk curves his lips.

“I think you deserve a taste now.”

I blink, trying to piece myself back together.

He licks my sensitive pussy and then pours more milkshake over it. Oh my god.

My leg jerks, my body reacting before my mind catches up. It’s overwhelming. But I can take it.

He pours a fair amount this time, holding it in his mouth. Then he stands, his grip tightening around my throat, lifting me just enough to bring our faces level. He nods.

Ah.

I tilt my head back, mouth open. He spits the contents of his mouth into mine.

It’s warm. Sweet. Intimate in a way that makes my heart stop. His gaze is molten as I swallow.

He leans in, licks the corner of my mouth, then crashes his lips against mine. He steals the breath right from my lungs, with his hand tightening around my throat just enough to make my head spin.

“How does it taste? Sweet? Sinful? Delicious?”

He pulls back, grinning, licking his lips.

“Hmm,” I hum, running my fingers up the planes of his abs.

“Decadent.”

He raises a brow, slowly nodding.

“I like it. Decadent. Your pussy certainly is.”

A beat passes. The world fades.

I lose myself in his bright, burning eyes. The air between us crackles. He must feel it too, because he pulls me closer and kisses me, hard.

“I can’t stop, fuck. I need to be inside you, sweetheart.”

I wrap my legs around him as he lifts me off the table and I lace my arms around his neck, deepening the kiss, our mouths never parting.I want him just as much. Every second with him drowns out the nightmares. He’s a light switch to my darkness, flipping it on so I can feel again.

He slides the balcony door open. The low hum of the hot tub buzzes through the air, followed by a wave of heat.

He steps in, submerging us in the warm, bubbling water.

As he sits, the heat bites at my oversensitive skin. His hard cock nudges against my bare pussy.

I help him shove his shorts down, straddling him, nuzzling my face into his neck. But he tuts, gripping my jaw and dragging my face in front of his until our noses are touching.

“I want to see your pretty face as you take every inch of my cock, heartbreaker. I want to see how far I can push you. You tell me everything in those beautiful eyes.”

I blink, speechless. His words? They light me up. Make me feel seen.

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