Page 102 of Take My Love
“Swallow,” I demand.
She obeys, watching my every movement.
“How’s that pussy? Is it ready for me?”
She nods.
“Good girl. Let’s go.” I pull her up, then take her hand and lead her toward the shower.
She’s already a beautiful mess, but I plan to have my face covered in her cum next.
“In here?” she asks.
“Mm-hmm. Don’t worry, I won’t let you slip.”
She strips off her clothing and joins me under the hot stream.
“Against the wall,” I instruct, then kneel in front of her. “Hold onto me.”
Lifting her leg, I prop it on my shoulder. Her hand flies to my head, directing where she wants me.
It only takes one lick to get addicted.
Breaching her pussy, I don’t waste any time. I shove my nose into her skin, inhale her scent and commit it to memory before sucking her clit.
Reaching up, I cup her breast and play with her nipple until it pebbles. Gasps and moans release from her throat the longer I play with her pussy.
Pulling back briefly, I breech her entrance with a finger, slowly teasing before curling it inside.
“Mm, yes…” She tightens her fist in my hair and her shallow breathing echoes through the air.
Heart pounding, I bring my mouth to the inside of her thigh, biting and kissing before adding a second digit and thrusting deeper.
“Oh my God, Silas…” Her hips push against me, seeking more. “Don’t stop.”
“Can you take another?” I ask, and she nods before I add a third one inside her. “So fuckin’ tight, baby. Ride my hand while I taste you.”
She rocks against me, groaning through waves of pleasure until her body shakes.
“Holy fuck…” she cries out, her voice laced in ecstasy, making my dick hard again. “I’m so close.”
I peek up as she comes undone. Her head falls back, screaming through her orgasm as it coats my fingers and tongue.
She’s the sweetest habit I’ve ever tasted, and I’m already greedy for another hit.
Once her breathing settles, I put her leg down so she can steady herself.
“Turn ’round, love. Hands on the wall.”
Her chest rises and falls as she narrows her eyes in question.
“I’m not done with you,” I tell her simply.
She listens without argument. Once her feet are planted securely, I grab her thighs and spread her cheeks.
“This goddamn tattoo, Posey,” I growl out the words. “I swear to God.”
I can hardly contain myself as I kiss and lick over the compass and floral ink that starts from the middle of her leg and rises up to her ass. It’s the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen. Knowing it matches mine fuels me with a possessiveness I’ve never felt before.
