Page 41 of Force Play
“So wet for me,” I murmur against her, causing her to buck her hips into me.
“Not for you,” she breathes before softly moaning. “Plenty of other hot guys here tonight that could’ve done this to me.”
Lucia meant it to be teasing, but it’s just a single word I latch onto.“Otherhot guys?”
“Stop talking,” she mutters, pushing her dripping cunt down on my face.
I laugh and let her have it, but she can’t take the knowledge away from me.
She doesn’t like me, but shedoesthink I’m hot.
“Shit!” she cries when I slide two fingers inside her, thrusting them in tandem with the flicks of my tongue over her clit.
“That feel good, sweetheart?”
“Mediocre… at best…” Lucia manages between gasping breaths.
“The way you’re grinding that cunt on my face and riding my fingers says differently.”
“Ohmygodstoptalking.”The words come out all together, meant to be a jab at me, but instead show me just how much she likes my tongue. She can’t even form a coherent thought right now.
I thrust my tongue inside her, loving the way her walls clench around it and my fingers. “You’re so close, Spitfire. You’re practically choking my fingers right now.”
“Fuck,” she cries in exasperation. “Shut up and just make me come, Morgan.”
I finally relent, partially because I’m tired of her asking, but mainly because I’m dying to watch the way she falls apart for me.
I thrust my fingers faster as I tease my tongue over her clit, working to bring her closer to the brink. Lucia is grinding on my face as I do, desperately chasing her release.
When I curl my fingers inside her, she shatters like fucking glass.
“Ari!” she cries before clamping a hand over her mouth so we don’t draw attention to ourselves.
I work her through her orgasm before licking my lips clean and standing up.
“Tell me again how much you don’t like me, Lucia,” I rasp, brushing my lips over hers. “I just gave you the best orgasm of your life.”
She groans. “God, you really don’t stop talking. Even sex won’t shut you up.”
I eye her and let her see exactly how much I want her right now. “We haven’t had sex yet, have we?”
Lucia grabs me by my belt loops and pulls me against her. “Then fuck me already, Ari.”
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FuckArifuckingMorgan.
Not that I’ll ever tell him, but the bastarddidgive me the best orgasm of my life.
He knows how to use his fingers and his tongue, that’s for damn sure.
What I’m most interested in, though, is finding out if he’s just as good with his dick.
I still have my fingers hooked through his belt loops as he presses his body against me.
His still-clothed body.
