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“Wet and ready…” he murmurs.
“Yes…for you. Only you.”
His fingers slide through my wetness, teasing my lips and clit. I grind against him, needing more.
“I need you, Raven. I need to be buried inside my pussy. Tell me now.”
“Yes, Gage. I need you inside me.”
He turns the water off and flings the curtain out of the way. As soon as he lifts me out of the tub, he grabs a towel and dries me off, then himself. Within seconds, I’m back in his arms, being swept to the bed. Gently, he lays me down and removes my wet panties, his hungry stare bringing me to life.
“You have a gorgeous pussy, babe…and it’s mine. All mine.”
Damn, I missed his dirty mouth.
“Beautiful. Fucking beautiful...all of you.”
He leans in and claims my lips, kissing me the way he did before all this shit happened. It’s not the gentle, careful kiss of the past few months but a hungry, passionate mouth-fuck I’d come to love from him. I glide my fingers through his hair, moaning as his hard dick connects with my pussy. He groans and leaves my lips, kissing his way across my cheek and down my neck, stopping at my breasts. Pulling my hardened nipple into his mouth, he sucks while his thumb and index finger torment the other.
“Perfect,” he whispers.
My back arches and he cups both breasts as his lips move down my stomach. I squirm beneath him, desperate to finally feel him inside me.
“Waited so long for this, babe.”
“Then why are you stalling?” I demand impatiently.
His lips stretch into a smile against my skin. “Not stalling, doll. Savoring.”
Fuck. Me.
He spreads my legs and kneels between them, sliding his tongue over his lips.Baby Jesus, he’s going to lick me.I prop myself up on my elbows and watch as he stares at me like I’m a juicy steak.
“You’re going to come on my tongue, and then I want to feel that tight pussy clenching on my dick.”
He lowers his head and I fall back on the mattress as his tongue glides between my lips.
“Gage.”
Fucking hell! What manner of torture is this? His tongue swirls all over my pussy and he lets out a satisfied moan.
“Sweet…so sweet.” Once again, I feel his lips stretch in a smile. “No monkey bread can compare.”
Before I can say anything, he parts my lips with his fingers and devotes all his attention to my clit. An unintelligible sound comes from the back of my throat and my back arches. He laps at my clit and licks up my juices, sending all kinds of sensations through my body. I writhe beneath him, fighting the urge to cry out.
“If I could bottle this shit, I would,” he mumbles into my pussy.
“Gage,please.”
I can’t take it anymore. His tongue, his fingers, his words…they’re driving me insane.
“Ride my face,” he demands.
Oh, God. I roll my hips and his tongue stiffens. He trails it down and slips it past my entrance.
“Oh, my God!”
He moans as I clench my muscles. Reaching up, he massages my breast while sliding a finger inside me.
