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He separated her with his fingers and stared at her shiny pink center.
Damn.
He was pretty fucking sure the sweet, tempting scent of her arousal was the closest he’d ever get to Heaven.
He was dying for another taste. “Feet on my shoulders. Keep yourself open to me. Want you to enjoy this as much as I’m gonna.”
Chapter Nineteen
As soon asTaryn’s feet were planted on his shoulders, Stone pushed forward, shoving her knees closer to her tits.
She was now right where he wanted her. On her back, with her pussy only inches away from his mouth. He quickly closed that gap, smashing his face between her legs, and immediately went to town.
The noise she made at the back of her throat caused him to raise his eyes and his dick to flex. With her eyelids pinned shut, she twisted the sheet within her fingers while pants softly escaped her gaped lips.
Yeah, she was into it and not complaining. And he planned to do shit to her that guaranteed not one complaint would be lodged.
Not a damn one.
As he continued his onslaught on her already juicy pussy, her hips danced and thighs quivered. A long, soft sigh escaped her and her eyes squeezed shut even tighter while he worked his magic. His lips sucked, his tongue flicked and plunged, his teeth scraped along the tenderflesh.
She curled up enough to dig her fingers into the back of his head before shoving his face into her pussy to the point he struggled to take a breath.
If it took him suffocating to get her to come with his mouth, then so fucking be it.
She could ride his face until he turned blue since making her come all over his beard was a fuck of a lot more important than breathing. To him, good pussy was just as important as oxygen.
It would be at the top of his list if oxygen wasn’t needed for him to live.
Unfortunately, it was.
With her head thrown back, she released a long groan as he pulled out all his time-tested techniques. If it was up to him, he’d leave nothing on her untouched tonight. Except for one spot he was damn sure Taryn wouldn’t be open to him exploring.
Not yet, anyway. He had time to work on that. Just not tonight.
“Make me come,” she repeated in a moaned chant. “Make me come. Please, make me come.”
He guessed words were allowed tonight. He took that as a step closer to him both returning to his own bed and her accepting her fate. That being, she’d be joining him in that bed.
He hoped to fuck he wasn’t wrong.
After circling her clit with the tip of his tongue, he sucked it hard, causing her to bow off the bed and smash her pussy into his nose. Only, breaking his nose wasn’t going to stop him either.
She had to be fucking close…
It became obvious when she grabbed a pillow and stuffed it over her own face tosmother her cry.
Fuck yeah.
His initial plan was to continue to lick, suck and nibble until she begged him to stop. Until she couldn’t take anymore.
But the truth was, Stone was the fucking weak one. He was the one who couldn’t take any more. He needed to move on before his plans ended up in the damn shitter. With how intensely his dick was throbbing, it felt about to blow.
And that would suck.
If he shot his load too early, she might not let him wait it out in his own damn bed until he was ready to go again. Once she got hers, she might not give a fuck about his.
So, yeah, he needed to keep his shit packed tight and stuffing his face with her pie wasn’t helping his goddamn dilemma.
