Page 58 of Heir

“Sweet and made for me, aren’t you?”

His tongue came out, and he gently licked the skin there.

I jumped.

It was so soft I almost didn’t notice it, but it was enough to make me feel like I was moments away from losing it.

He lapped my clit gently, driving me crazy.

“Answer me, pretty girl. Tell me you are made for me. Or I won’t let you come.”

Oh, fuck.

That sounded like torture.

He chuckled against me, and I realized with some embarrassment that I had said it out loud.

“Tell me,” he said.

My back arched.

“Y-yes,” I stuttered. “For you. Just for you.”

“Good girl. Now spread your legs further and show me your pretty little cunt.”

I swallowed back the small noise wanting to escape. He slapped the outside of my thigh.

“Oh, fuck,” I said, when a tinge of pain took over. I glared down at him. One eyebrow rose, as if daring me to disobey him.

Fuck.

Slowly, I opened my legs even more.

He growled at the sight of me, and ran his fingers up and down my slit.

“So fucking pretty, and so fucking wet for me, aren’t you?”

I let out a stuttered breath and nodded. I wished he wouldn’t be so talkative right now. Especially when most of the words coming out of him were dirty ones.

He took my pussy in his mouth, then licked up my crease, from one hole to the other. My muscles there clenched, and I squirmed.

“Fuck!” I shouted, trying to scoot back when I felt his lips move over me. He grabbed my hips and pulled me back to him, keeping me in place as he continued moving relentlessly over me.

My head fell against the mattress, and he pushed one huge hand down on the lower portion of my stomach, holding me still. His lips went to my clit, and he took the bundle of nerves into his mouth, sucking on it.

My head shook from side to side, my legs trying to kick at the sensation. It was too much and not enough.

I wanted more—but almost as much as I wanted him to stop, not sure if I really liked him licking up and down my slit, before he brought my outer lips in between his mouth, sucking.

“Kai, please.”

“I know what you need, pretty girl,” he mumbled against me, his voice causing a vibration that drove me crazy.

He pressed his fingers against my clit.

I felt his tongue dip inside of me as his fingers moved. I jumped, but he was much stronger than me, and at this point, the only thing I could do was lie there as he pushed me over the edge.

“Come for me, baby. Let me feel you on my tongue.”

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