Page 149 of Drop Three

That’s why I’m determined to enjoy her.

I move the feather to run the length of her side, just enough to feel like the lightest of touches, and send her body into heightened pleasure. I take the moment to bring my hungry lips to her breasts, and without warning, draw her left nipple into my mouth.

I groan. Fuck. I’ve craved Navy for so long that I never thought this moment would come, and come hell or high water, I’m taking it slow.

Navy’s body bucks forward as my tongue swirls at the tip of her nipple before pulling it between my teeth.

“Enough of the teasing, B. Let’s get to the good stuff,” she pants, getting more sexually frustrated by the second.

“We’ve got nothing but time. Let me taste you for however long I need.”

“Arrogant bastard,” I hear her mumble under her breath.

She stops arguing as my lips descend to where I know she’s pulsing. Tossing the feather to the floor, I want to admire her momentarily.

I slide down to the bottom of the bed, positioning myself directly in line with her core.

Navy practically whimpers at the loss of me and searches for me with her hands, her body remaining still.

“Bodhi, you’re such a fucking tease. Take this blindfold off?—”

Her words are cut short at the feel of my tongue plunging through her tight hole.

Goddamn it.She’s so fucking tight and tastes like heaven.

I’d be a happy man with this, right here, as my final memory in this life—my tongue stuffed in her swollen pussy.

“Fuck you, Bodhi. That feels so good,” she moans in frustration, making me chuckle and continue feasting.

“I love it when you get angry, baby,” I tell her honestly.

My tongue spears through her opening again, lapping up her wetness before rhythmically thrusting in and out. I lick her from bottom to top and draw her swollen clit into my mouth, causing a stream of curses to echo through the room.

“Holy mother fucking shit,” she pants. “Do that again.”

She doesn’t even have to ask. I won’t stop until Navy comes on my tongue and her body is fully spent.

My hands grip her thighs, spreading her even wider as I pull back and pepper kisses on the inside, showing attention where I know she’s most sensitive. “Your skin is like silk.”

“I moisturize every night,” she moans.

I chuckle. It’s refreshing that I can be devouring Navy’s pussy, and she still manages to make me laugh.

My terremoto.

This is what it feels like to genuinelyknowthe woman you’re sleeping with, or in my case, hooking up with.

But Navy has never been simply ahookup.

She’s the whole damn package. The one my heart could never let me forget.

I reach my hand to the bottom of her foot and slowly ghost my fingertips across her skin, making my way up the length of her body. My tongue is relentless, and I feel the moment she gets close.

The pulsing of her pussy throbs against my mouth as my lips claim every inch of her, increasing in speed, then retreating to keep her on edge and nibble on her clit.

“I’m so close, B,” she pants, her body squirming and chasing its release.

“Not yet, baby. You’re not full enough,” I say before shoving two fingers inside of her and biting down on her clit.

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