Page 146 of Damaged Mogul

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I angle my cock and stroke the tip across her tongue.

She sticks her tongue out further for more.

“You can’t get enough of my taste?”

She shakes her head.

The veil of lust coating her eyes is almost enough to make me come.

I guide my cock into her eager mouth.

“Fuck.” I exhale as it slides against her tongue. Her mouth is so inviting. And warm. And wet. And perfect. Her fluttering tongue dances along the underside of my cock, sending a flourish of tingles tomy balls.

I let out a low groan when she swirls her tongue around the head of my cock.

Shit.

I expected Lily to be shy. Tentative, even. The woman sucking my cock is neither of those things. She knows what she’s doing.

I grip her hair tight. “You have a wicked little tongue.”

She smiles.

“Do it again.”

She obeys my command.

Another wave of pleasure rips right through me.

Without being asked, she does it a third time.

My balls tug and I let out a guttural growl.

The moan that rises and floats out of her makes me harder. Not that I know how that’s possible, considering I’m as hard as granite.

She swallows around my cock.

Fuck.

The confinement of my jeans around my legs feels like a noose.

I’m an idiot for not removing them all together.

But I don’t have time to dwell on it.

“You look so beautiful with my cock in your mouth.”

I expect a moan as a response. A smile, even.

She pulls back until she lets my cock drop from her lips.

I’m about to protest, but she pokes her tongue out and teases my tip, sliding between my slit.

Jesus. She’s sucking my soul out of my cock.

She takes it one step further when she presses her lips hard around my tip.

My hand fists her thick, raven hair, keeping her right there.

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