Page 99 of Love Off Course

“Because he’s worse. I’ve heard stories.” I peel off my T-shirt and then unfasten my jeans. “Ask Krissy.”

“His wife? She married him even after he was a weirdo?”

“Chicks are into that sort of thing.”

“Not this chick.”

“Wanna bet?” I push down my jeans and boxers, revealing my hard, bouncing cock.

She licks her lips and has to force her gaze up to mine. “You’ll lose.”

I kneel beside the bed, grip her hips, and pull her to the edge. Her dress rides up her stomach, giving me more access to all her creamy flesh. Grabbing hold of her knees, I wrench them apart to see just how wet she is for me.

Glistening.

Juicy as fuck.

Kinky like me.

Bad girl.

I grin at her before I start licking away her sweetness. She groans, yanking at my hair, and bucks her hips up.

“W-Wait,” she moans. “Stop.”

I nip at her clit and look up at her. “Why?”

“We should talk.”

“I thought you wanted this.”

She swallows hard. “I do. I just…there are things we should discuss before you get all”—she waves a hand at what we’re doing—“involved.”

With my eyes on hers, I lower my head to inhale her sweet scent, rubbing my nose along her slick lips between her thighs. “Too late, little bee. I’m really involved. Have been for some time.”

I lick her again and she hisses. This time, she doesn’t try to stop me. She lets me eat her pussy like it’s a dessert I’ve been craving all my life. I suck on her clit and bite it in a teasing way. Over and over until her breathing grows labored. When I think she’s close, I slide two fingers into her cunt, curling my fingers up to reach her most sensitive place. The moment I graze her G-spot, she shudders and whines. I continue my assault on herclit with my tongue as I run feathery strokes along her G-spot. I know the moment she climaxes because not only does she try to scalp me, but her juices run thick and heavy like never before, squirting out onto my hand and upper chest.

Holy fuck.

“Camilo,” she whimpers.

“Look how fucking good you are,” I croon. “Your pussy missed me, Sher. You gushed like a waterfall.”

“Don’t be nasty.”

“You’re the nasty one,abejita. A little freak like me and Carson and Krissy.”

“Perv.”

“Says the girl who just squirted all over her boyfriend’s face.”

“Camilo!”

I grin at her and make a great show of licking away her wetness on her thighs. Tastes sweet and addictive. Once I think I’ve thoroughly cleaned her up with my mouth, I all but rip her dress and bra off. Scooping her up with one arm, I haul her up the bed to the pillows. She doesn’t object when I settle my naked body over hers, nestled between her spread legs. We kiss in a ravenous way, both of us desperately trying to convey our feelings through kissing.

“Still want to talk?” I ask, biting on her bottom lip.

“Y-Yes.”

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