Page 115 of Ravage God
He turned off the ignition.
I looked down at myself. “We’re not done,” he said as he got out of the car. I watched him walk around the hood to my door.
He bent down and reached for me. I automatically wrapped my arms around his neck and let him carry me inside.
We never made it past the foyer.
He set me down on my feet before he started pulling off his clothes, my mouth watering at every inch of skin he exposed. I was greedy for everything about him, from his tattoos to his muscular arms, flat stomach…
Fuck.
I was too turned on to worry about my own nakedness.
Once he was as naked as me, he came up and bent down in front of me, his face close to my pussy. I resisted the urge to cover myself when he ran the tip of his nose up and down my slit.
Hell.
“I can smell how turned on you are for me, baby,” he said.
I reached down and clutched his shoulders, unsure if my legs could hold me up. Then he licked up and down my pussy, and I really, really wasn’t sure.
My nails dug into his skin as he kept working me over.
And he didn’t let up. My knees started to buckle when I felt a small spark igniting inside me, telling me I was close.
So close.
He pulled away and lifted one of my legs up to expose me to him.
“Elio,” I said, unsure about where he was going with this, especially when he twisted me around and pulled my butt cheeks apart and?—
Hell.
I jumped when I felt his finger on my back end, then turned around a bit until I could see him.
He shot me a wicked grin as he continued to play with me there, and I wasn’t sure how I felt about it.
“Elio.”
“Do you like it? Do you like it when I play with your sweet little asshole like this?” He pushed his finger a little further inside.
My face heated, and I didn’t know how to answer him.
“Look at how wet you got from just a little ass play. Fuck, baby, but this is mine, yeah?”
I sucked in a sharp breath, and he slapped my ass cheek.
I yelped and tried to get away from him, but he held me still and slapped my ass again.
I closed my eyes in embarrassment when I felt more wetness seep out of me, running down my inner thigh.
“Answer me, baby. Is this asshole mine?”
I nodded.
“Say the words.”
Why did he want me to say it so badly?
