Page 55 of Sweetest Revenge

The feeling of his rough beard against my inner thighs was enough to cause my head to spin.

“Money? Revenge? The sick need to bankrupt people?”

He let out a chuckle that I could feel against my folds.

“Touch those nipples while I can’t. But make it good. Like I would.”

My hands came up to my breasts at his order, like I couldn’t stop myself.

“Watching me touch my nipples is better than sex for you? Wow. That seems… unimaginative and?—”

At that, he speared me with his tongue, and I forgot what I was saying.

“That look, Addi. The look on your face when you’re being pleasured,” he said. “I was holding myself back, but not anymore. Remember you asked for this.”

His hands gripped my legs, locking me in place.

“I asked for nothin?—”

His lips fastened around my clit, and he gave one long, hard suck before he totally unleashed on me. My knees weakened as his mouth moved in a frenzy.

He licked and sucked all over, hitting every spot that had me rolling my eyes to the back of my head. Then, when his fingers joined in, I couldn’t stop the flurry of moans coming out of me.

In minutes, with his fingers pumping into me and his mouth fastened on my clit, I was going to come.

Faster than I ever had.

I threw my head back, my eyes closing as the orgasm worked its way through my body.

“Eyes on me, babygirl. This is punishment, remember?”

I forced my gaze back to Warren. Heat unfurled in my belly as I caught sight of his face glistening with my wetness.

“Punishment?” I asked with a shaky laugh. “Maybe for you, but I don’t think getting eaten out will ever be a punishment for me.”

He let out a hum, his fingers resuming their lazy stroking. My hips jerked without my permission.

“Which man made it seem like eating your pussy was a punishment?”

My face burned.

“You’re saying you like being on your knees for me?”

“Answer the question, Addi.”

I swallowed thickly. My mind was slowly unraveling as he was working my body with ease.

“None of them,” I finally replied. “Or… I guess you could say all of them? They never… I’ve never… Shit.”

Warren’s eyes widened at the realization of what I was admitting.

“Poor babygirl,” Warren said in a mocking tone. “Eating pussy is a pleasure. Seeing a woman come apart because of your tongue is the best thing a man could witness. Your taste alone is divine.” His fingers hooked inside me. “Your first. So sinfully perfect for me.”

Without another word, he descended on me again. That’s when it started to be clear why this was a punishment.

Warren was skilled with his hands and tongue and knew how to make me come over and over again without breaking a sweat.

But Warren eating pussy?

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