Page 113 of From Angel to Rogue

“I want you to get down on your knees and make me come,” I demanded in a sure tone while my insides trembled.

His grin widened, and he tipped his chin. “As directed. Give me just three minutes.”

And with that, he dropped to his knees in an instant. He lifted the skirt of my dress and dove between my thighs.

He didn’t even bother removing my panties completely and just slid them aside to accommodate his tongue inside my pussy.

And he fucked me with it.

His long warm strokes plunged inside my pussy over and over again while his palms gripped my inner thighs to keep them spread and wide for him.

My heart thundered in my chest, and my chin fell to the marble counter. The pleasure coursed through my body in tiny shock waves.

It didn’t even last two minutes, let alone three, before waves and waves of pleasure shot through my core, and my pussy tightened around his tongue as I came.

I lay my heated cheek on the cold counter as I caught my labored breath while Lan leisurely kept lapping my pussy clean.

The high of my post-orgasmic glow just left my body when a sleepy voice echoed through the walls.

“Hi, Katiew,” Luka mumbled, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes like Lan as he walked into the kitchen.

I startled, jerking my spine upright as I flashed Luka a small smile. The motion made my thighs strangle Lan’s head, and I could feel his nose tickling my sensitive clit, and it made my breath hitch.

“Where’s Lawndon?”

At the sound of Luka’s voice, Lan tapped my legs, and I widened my thighs to let him escape.

Thankfully, my dress was intact and my lower half was hidden behind the counter. Because I had no clue how to explain to a six-year-old what a grown man was doing inside my skirt.

“Hey buddy, I’m right here.” Lan jumped to his feet and waved to a confused Luka.

“Lawndon, where did you come from?” Luka asked before maneuvering himself onto the high breakfast chair just like we taught him.

“I was cleaning up something for Katy.” Lan smirked, wiping his mouth with the back of his palm. “She was in need of my help.”

I blushed a shade of deep red.

Luka nodded innocently. “Ms. Nancy says it’s nice to help someone in need. I helped Link with his art last week, and he thanked me. You should thank Lawndon, Katiew.”

The only thing I was thankful for was that he was young enough not to catch Lan’s underlying innuendo.

“Yes, you should thank me, Katy.” Lan’s smirk deepened as he dropped down on the seat next to Luka.

I rolled my eyes and walked over to them, then laid a hard smack across Lan’s shoulder.

In response, Luka giggled, mumbling that Lan was in super trouble.

Oh yes he was.

Lan pouted, fake crying. “Ouch, please don’t hurt me. Luka, save me.”

“Sorry, Lawndon,” Luka screeched. “I can’t do that to Kaitew. She’s my best friend.”

My heart.I gave my buddy a nod while Lan whined harder in betrayal, which only made Luka giggle harder.

Sometimes my little man was so similar to Lan that it was hard to tell they weren’t related. They both shared the same tousled brown hair and brooding brown eyes. I jokingly accused Lan that Luka was his secret child.

I screwed Lan’s ear, and instead of screaming and wailing, he softly caressed my belly.

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