Page 80 of Revelation

She closes her eyes, exhales, and begins moving her hand more rapidly.

As she works herself, I kiss her shoulder and neck slowly. Goose bumps rise up on her skin. I tilt her head to the side and kiss the long nape of her neck.

She moans.

I continue laying kisses all over her neck, shoulders, and torso while slowly removing her pesky bra, and the minute her breasts bounce free, I take them greedily into my mouth.

She shudders.

I stroke my fingers up and down her arm several times and then let my fingers trail all the way down to hers, until my fingers are lying directly on top of hers, joining hers in pleasuring her pussy. Shemoans and continues working herself, my fingers fused with hers, my lips and tongue swirling over her nipples, neck, and ear.

“You been thinking about me this past week?” I mumble into her skin, working her pussy along with her.

“Every minute of every day,” she chokes out.

Our fingers work her clit together as our tongues slowly dance and swirl together.

I can’t take it anymore. I gently push her hand away and begin working her clit and wetness together with my fingers, using one of the fingering techniques I recently read about in one of Jonas’ books, and Kat’s soft moans instantly transform into full-throated groans. I gotta admit: I thought I knew it all before reading that damn book (twice), but I’ll be damned if it didn’t teach me a thing or two. I shift my fingers again, giving her something I’ve never done before, and she begins convulsing with pleasure.

She makes a tortured sound, and I slide my finger up into her ass, right against her anus, just in time to feel her body release with rhythmic waves against my fingertip.

Oh God, I’m so aroused, my cock physically hurts. I’ve never enjoyed giving a woman pleasure quite this much. “You know what I thought about all week long? Eating my whore’s magic pussy.”

Her eyes light up.

I wouldn’t say I’m a man who normally obsesses about going downtown, though I’ve always enjoyed it (with the right woman, of course). And yet, for some reason, when it comes to Kat, I’ve been literallycravingthe taste of her warm pussy day and night.

I spread her legs open and her breath catches with anticipation.

“Are you ready to earn your million bucks, baby? Because this is gonna turn me on.”

She nods vigorously, her eyes blazing.

I pull the fabric of Kat’s crotchless undies aside and swirl my tongue around and around, but the fabric keeps getting in my way. With a loud grunt, I pull down her undies and garter belt, throw them across the room, and then resume my assault on her with even more enthusiasm, licking and kissing and sucking every inch of her pussy until she’s smashing herself into my face, clutching the sheets, gripping my hair, and screaming at the top of her lungs.

“You taste so good,” I say, eating her voraciously. “So fucking good.”

She releases with a loud shriek, and as she does, the sensation of her flesh rippling against my mouth gets me off so hard, I lose my fucking shit. Without thinking about it, I crawl over her, place a knee on either side of her head, grip her hair (a lot harder than I should), and wordlessly plunge my cock deep into her mouth.

“Time to earn your fee, baby,” I growl.

Her response is immediate and through the roof. Either she’s a better actress than Gabrielle LeMonde or she’sreallygetting off on getting face-fucked. Either way, she’s moaning like a sheep at slaughter as her throat receives the full length of me. I respond to her enthusiasm by thrusting even harder and deeper into her warm, wet mouth, almost all the way.

She reaches up and yanks on me, pulling me into her, signaling me to go even deeper, fuck her even harder, so I do. Oh my God, she’s going insane with pleasure right now and I’m hurtling toward an epic orgasm myself on a bullet train—which means, motherfucker, I truly have to stop. Yes, I agreed to treat her like my whore—and, as it turns out, I’m quite happy to do it. But I didn’t jack off for an entire week on FaceTime, just to blow my load into the woman’s goddamned mouth.

I grip the top of Kat’s hair firmly and pull out of her mouth—and when she looks up at me, she’s in a stupor.

“You’re good at sucking cock, baby,” I say, rubbing the tip of my cock against the cleft in her chin. “It’s no wonder sheiks, kings, and presidents want you so bad.”

Her eyes light up. “I like sucking your cock, baby,” she says. “Let me do it again and make you come.” She lowers her mouth and licks my tip, making me shudder.

“No, babe,” I say. “I want my paid whore’s magic pussy.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Say, ‘Whatever you wish.’”

“Whatever you wish,” she purrs.

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