Page 14 of The Upgrade

My name in her hoarse, sex-soaked whisper spurs me on. She’s so fucking hungry for it as my teeth graze one tight bud.

“Don’t stop,” Eve pants.

“Does it feel like I’m stopping?”

“You’re going”— a gasp breaks her thought in the middle—“too slow.”

“No such thing as too slow.” Well, there might be. I’m aching to be inside her. To spread those soft thighs and taste the damp heat I feel through the fly of my pants.

Giving in to temptation, I thrust into the apex of her thighs. She’s still wearing panties, but her dress has been hitched to her waist. Even through our clothes, I can feel how wet she is.

Another thrust shatters us both.

“Fuck.” The word rips out of her and Eve closes her eyes. “Of course you’ve got a huge cock.”

“You say that like it’s a bad thing.”

“Huge cock, huge ego.” She groans as I fuck her again through our clothes. “Doesn’t mean you know what to do with it.”

Is she trying to snap my leash?

It’s working.

“You’re fucking delicious.” Angling up on my elbows, I palm one of her breasts in each hand. As my thumbs skim her nipples, I let my tongue savor each one.

She’s arching and whimpering, rubbing that sweet little pussy against me. There’s a chance she could come just like this. Wouldn’t be the first time I’ve made a woman come without even strumming her clit, but no.

I want Eve to come in my mouth.

Sensing she’s close, I crawl down her body. Hooking my thumbs at the edge of her panties, I drag them down over her hips. As I toss them aside, I press her thighs open and feast my eyes.

“Beautiful.” Lush, swollen lips glisten with need. I’m dying to taste her, to bury my face in her pussy.

“Do it,” she whispers, and that’s all it takes.

I’ll go slow; I swear it. Just a taste. One soft, little lick and then?—

“Oh, God.” She arches beneath me andfuck, I’m a goner.

“Jesus, Eve.” She’s soft and sweet and so wet I can’t stand it.

I consume her like I’m starving, running my tongue through her slick, molten core. She’s honey and saline and unbelievably hot.

Aching to feel her with more than my mouth, I press her thighs wide with my palms. One hand moves up with a mind of its own, slipping two fingers inside her.

Her sex grips me like a vise and I groan. “You’re so tight, baby.”

She gasps as I lap at her clit. “I’m close,” she pants, though I already knew it.

“Come for me, Eve.”

I expect her to fight me. To insist she’ll need more than a few little licks.

But she lets out a scream that I’m sure will have neighbors complaining.

“Oh, God—Kit.” She cries out again and clenches around me, the walls of her sex squeezing hard.

I’m sucking her clit as my fingers keep plunging inside her. I find her g-spot with the tip of one digit and circle that taut little patch to feel her explode again.

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