Page 112 of Give & Take

He lowers his face and draws his tongue along my wet opening, making me cry out. “I would.”

The open air hitting my sensitive flesh makes me shiver. But not nearly as much as his tongue and lips when he lowers himself back down on me.

Raph is true to his word. He sucks and strokes and swirls, alternating fucking me with his tongue before returning back to my clit. He brings me right to the edge, my fingers curled in his hair once, twice, three times. Each time he stops right as I’m about to crest that peak.

By the time he drops his mouth to me a fourth time I’m feral. Desperate to reach that release.

“What do you want, Sunshine?” he asks between flicks of his tongue, expertly timed so I can’t use them to get off.

“I want to come!”

“How badly?”

“I’d do anything to come right now.”

“Oh really?”

“Yes. I’d suck your cock.”

“Is that payment?”

“No.” The same way he is with me, I’m with him. I can’t get enough of taking him as deep as I can in my mouth. It makes me feel powerful and wanted, and also a little dirty in the best way.

“So you want to suck my cock?” he asks. I want to answer, but he takes my clit between his lips, making me cry out. He’s just a second shy of me coming before he’s up, leaving me bereft as he kneels, hands on his belt.

“Yes,” I say.

“Yes what?”

“Yes, I want to take your cock in my mouth, Raph. I want to feel you hit the back of my throat.”

“Jesus.” He pulls himself out of his shorts. He’s magnificent. So hard his flesh strains.

“Should I beg?” I ask.

Raph’s eyes go wide. Then he tips his head back, stroking himself. “Yes.”

“Let me suck your cock.”

“Again.”

“Please, let me suck your cock, Raph.”

He groans, his eyes on me again, hooded, needy, driving me to the brink without even touching me. “More, Sunshine.”

“Let me,” I say. “Get on my knees”—I get on all fours, crawling the few steps toward him—“And make you come.”

But right before I can reach, Raph cups his hand over the end of his cock. “No.”

“What?” I back up onto my knees.

“Not now. Now I need to make you come.”

Before I can argue, Raph has me flipped around again, on my back and legs spread wide. There’s the flicker of foil, and a moment later, he’s sheathed, coming at me sideways. He bends down and flicks his tongue over my clit, and just as I’m about to come, he seamlessly switches, his thumb swirling in place as he enters me so quickly I come right as he fills me to his hilt. “Raph!” I cry, coming in an explosion of fireworks, my body arching and nearly flailing under him. He’s merciless, working me with his cock and his fingers until I feel like I’m going to faint. The whole time I’m screaming his name, not caring how loud I am and how the sound is probably echoing off the neighboring mountains.

Raph’s still inside me when I come down off the high, when I open my eyes to see him staring at me with such tenderness I think I’ve lost all ability to know anything but him and this moment.

“Did you come?” I ask, completely breathless.

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