Page 17 of First Comes Love… Then Denial

“Heavenly.” My words were muffled between her thighs.

“Make me come,” shereplied[1], moving her hips faster.

“Behave,” I growled between licks and sucks, gripping her thighs.

“Zane, please, I need you,” she whimpered, looking at me with lust-filled eyes.

Fuck. How could I say no to her?

My hold on her legs loosened and I allowed her to take control.

“Mmm. Thank you, sir,” she whispered.

“Fuck,” I growled. A few quick moves and I was on my back and she was straddling my face.

“Oh. My.” She held onto my shoulders with her pussy inches from my lips. Her legs quaked

“Fuck my face, beautiful.”

“I might squish y–”

I move my hand away from her ass and then...

SMACK!

Candice screamed and her body tensed.

“Enough about your weight,” I said, massaging the spot where I had smacked her ass. “You’re beautiful. Perfect.”

“Bu… But I’m not skin–”

SMACK! SMACK!

I slapped both of her ass cheeks as punishment.

“Zane!” Candice whimpered, making me feel bad for spanking her so hard. She clearly wasn’t used to being manhandled.

“Sorry, bab–”

My words became muffled, when Candice sat down on my face. She grabbed the top of my head then slowly worked her hips. The warmth and sweetness of her juices coated my lips.

I parted my mouth and pressed my tongue inside her.

“Mmm,” she moaned, pulling my hair roughly. My scalp burned from pain, but my cock throbbed from pleasure.

“Candice,” I growled in warning between her thighs.

She could have easily called my bluff. My words were all smoke because her roughness surprisingly turned me on. I wanted her to show me just how much she could take control.

“Make me come, Zane. Make me feel good.” Her words ignited something inside of me.

The primal urge I felt had me grabbing her hips tightly. I didn’t want her to have even an inch to move. I wanted her right where she was and had no intentions of letting her go. Not until the sweet juices of her orgasm coated my throat.

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