Page 140 of The Wife Situation

“I sure as fuck hope so.” He slowly slides inside of me, allowing me to readjust my thighs to take more of him.

“Are you okay?” he asks in my ear.

“I have a confession to make,” I tell him as he kisses the softness of my neck.

“No one, other than myself, has ever been able to make me …” I lift my brows.

His eyes narrow on me. “That ends tonight,” he confirms, trailing kisses between my breasts, above and below my belly button, until he has a front-row seat to my pussy.

I push up onto my elbows.

“Easton,” I whisper, his name like a prayer in the quiet night, knowing no man has ever gone down on me before, but he doesn’t hesitate. He wants this as much as I do.

His warm mouth is on my clit, sucking as his tongue flicks against the bundle of nerves. I gasp, falling back onto my back as he devours me like I’m his last meal. The scruff of his facial hair between my thighs drives me wild as it continues on.

An electrifying hum shoots through me, and I can’t help but rock against him as he slides one finger inside. Words … I know they exist, but I can’t seem to form a single one as the orgasm slowly builds.

“More,” I beg, nearly in a puddle for him as he smiles against my pussy.

“Enjoy it, darling,” he whispers, kissing my inner thigh.

I breathe heavily, knowing how fucking close I was. I sit up on my elbows. “I was close.”

A smirk meets his perfect lips. “I recall you saying you loved to be edged.”

My mouth falls open as I gasp for my release. “You’re an asshole.”

“I know,” he says, kissing my opposite leg, randomly giving my swollen clit a tease with his warm tongue.

I reach down, taking his hair in my hands, knowing this man is making me spiral from the inside out.

I don’t know how much of this I can take as he teases me to oblivion. I’m so fucking close, and I think if he breathed on me, I might come.

“Mmm, I can taste how close you are,” he says, sliding his tongue inside of me.

“Oh my God,” I say, my entire body trembling.

“You want it so fucking bad, don’t you?” Easton mutters.

“Yes,” I grit out between my teeth, my breasts rising and falling as I grab the blanket with my fists. “You’re driving me crazy.”

“How’s it feel?”

I give him an evil smile. “Payback will be abitch.”

“I look forward to it, my little heartbreaker,” he says, his tongue back at my clit, a flick every few seconds.

I’m so damn close that my heart might burst out of my chest. Every muscle tenses as I hang by a thread with this beautiful man buried between my legs.

“Don’t make me beg,” I barely get out.

“A good girl would.”

I meet his eyes, fully willing to submit. “Now.”

“Deviant to the core,” he says, sliding his hands under my ass, lifting me to his mouth as he licks from my cunt to my clit.

Five seconds later, the orgasm crashes through me, and I scream out, my voice echoing through the surrounding trees.

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