Page 40 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 8
“Oh God,” I moaned as his lips parted and his tongue darted out against my clit. I threw my hands back onto the counter to steady myself, forgetting all about our food. Both wine glasses smashed to the ground. But Tanner didn’t even flinch.
He pushed my thighs wider as his tongue swirled around my lips in a slow, torturous circle. And then he found the sweet spot, plunging into me with a fierce hunger.
“Tanner,” I moaned. I thrust my hips forward to push him deeper. He was more than happy to oblige.
But he pulled back far too soon.
“Your pussy tastes so fucking good,” he groaned, locking eyes with me as he licked all the way up my pussy and against my clit.
A noise from the other room made me look over.Shit!“What if Nigel sees us?” But I didn’t sound nervous. I sounded excited.
Tanner smiled up at me. “I don’t mind an audience. Do you?”
“Yes I mind!”
“Then why did you just thrust toward my face again?”
I had no answer for that. Which was fine, because he seemed much more interested in continuing to tease me with his tongue. But I didn’t want to be teased. I wanted to be fucking pleased. So I grabbed a fistful of his hair and took what I wanted, and he didn’t mind one bit. In fact, he reached up and helped me push. Inviting me to push his tongue deeper.Beggingme to push him deeper.
Fuck.His nose pressed into my clit and my whole body tensed. But that just sent him even deeper. It felt like I only held him down for a second, but it easily could have been five or ten. Hell, maybe it was a full minute. Honestly, I could have held him there for hours. But he needed to breathe.
“I love your tongue,” I said as I let him up for air.
He just smiled and got back to work, grabbing my ass and sliding me closer to the edge of the counter. I thrust my hips towards him. The change in angle sent his tongue even deeper. Every movement he made drove me crazy. Brought me closer to the edge. For a second I wondered how many women he’d practiced on, but one flick of his tongue made me realize I didn’t fucking care.
Because right now, my body was the only one he wanted. I’d never felt so desired. God, his tongue was better than anything else I’d ever experienced.
I was about to push on his head again, but I didn’t need to. He had found his rhythm. Lick, swirl, flick. Lick, swirl, flick.
“Don’t stop,” I moaned.
He nodded, the motion pushing his nose against my clit again.
My whole body tensed as he gorged on my pussy. I’d never known that a guy could love this so much. But the way he was kneeling. The way he squeezed my ass and groaned against me… He was worshipping my body.
He looked up at me with his deep brown eyes and slid a finger inside of me to join in with his tongue. And then another finger as his tongue moved to my clit.
“Oh fuck,” I moaned as I completely lost control. My breathing hitched. My hands clawed at his back. My head flew back in pleasure. And something happened in my lady bits that felt better than anything I’d ever felt in the whole fucking world. All my stress and worries and fear all vanished.
Tanner just kept going, and so did my orgasm. It took a full thirty seconds before I regained control of my body.
Holy shit I’m wet.I’d never been so wet in my entire life. It felt like the entire counter was soaked. And when I looked at Tanner, I realized why. His mouth and chin weredrippingwith my juices.
Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck.Did I just pee all over his face?
“I should have known you’d be a squirter,” said Tanner with a huge smile.
“I’m a what?”
His smile turned smug. “I guess no one’s ever made you do that before?”
I shook my head. Of course I’d never freaking done that before! I was pretty sure I was sitting in a puddle of pee and I wasn’t sure why he looked so damn happy with himself.
He wiped his face and then licked the liquid off his hand. “Delicious.”
Okay…definitely not pee.But even if it was, I wasn’t sure I would have cared. “That was the best thing I’ve ever felt in my entire life.”
He licked me once more and then stood up. “Oh, that was just the appetizer.” He tore off his lady-juice-soaked shirt and tossed it across the kitchen. “And tonight, I’m having at least a six-course meal.”
