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Her curves will fucking ruin me for other women.
When I finish playing homage to her other breast, I stand and peel my shirt off my shoulders. Cassandra props herself on her elbows and watches me with a hungry look in her eye as I unbutton my jeans and slide them down my legs along with my boxer briefs.
I like how she watches me.
When my cock bobs toward her, she sits up and bites her lip before gripping my length in her hand.
“Fuck,” I cry out, my head falling back at the skin-on-skin contact. She pumps me slowly and slides her thumb over my sensitive tip.
Her voice is husky when she says, “I don’t want to be weird…but you have a beautiful dick, Max.”
My abs contract as I huff out a laugh. I look down at her, and she’s smiling up at me with the sexiest smirk I’ve ever seen. “Nothing weird about facts,” I deadpan and wince when she squeezes my dick tighter in her hands, loving that she’s not afraid to touch me.
A harsh breath expels from my lungs when she sheathes my cock in her mouth without warning.
Fuck, I wasn’t ready.
Stumbling on my feet, I grab a fistful of her hair and ride her as she drags her tongue along the underside of my shaft before sucking the tip with ferocious intensity. A loud sucking sound reverberates in the room when she pops off me, and the cold air hits my sensitive cock.
“Ah,” I bark out when she takes me into her mouth so deep, my cock hits the back of her throat. I shudder when I feel her gag reflex, and my hips involuntarily buck forward. I have to will myself not to fuck her mouth as she bobs eagerly on my dick, tapping the back of her throat over and over with a strong finishing suck on each glide.
My control is waning, so I quickly tug her off my dick and take a step back to dig into my jeans for my wallet.
“What’s wrong?” she asks, sounding out of breath.
“Nothing.” My eyes stare at her tits.
“Why’d you make me stop then?” I hear the slight worry in her voice as if she did something wrong.
“Because I can’t fucking control myself when you suck me like that.” My voice is guttural, and I don’t mean it to be an insult, so I pause and make eye contact with her. “You’re too good.”
A pleased smirk teases her swollen lips as I find a condom and roll it on. She shimmies out of her shorts, and I take a moment to relish her naked body perched on the edge of the bed. It’s just…perfect.
I drop between her legs and spread her thighs apart. “Cassandra, you have…a beautiful body.”
She scoffs and playfully shoves me. “Oh, my God, stop.”
“Never,” I state, my eyes roving over every inch—every peak, every valley, every soft corner, every dimple. Cassandra’s curves are fucking luxury. It’s like I’ve been dining on cheese and crackers my whole life, and now I’m being treated to a five-course fucking feast.
My cock pulses with a need to claim her body while I hungrily growl against her chest, “How have I kept my hands off you this long, sweet cheeks?”
“Well, I am the nanny,” she deadpans, and those sinful words make my balls ache in the most devious way. This is so naughty and wrong, but it’s all of that that makes it feelso fucking right.
My hands run up her calves, palming the flesh of her thighs when I reach them. The way her body flexes from my touch ratchets my heartbeat further. I can see her arousal with my face level with her pussy, and I grunt like a fucking animal, knowing I’m the one who’s turned her on.
“We better make this sin worth it then.” I dip my head to suck the inside of her leg and glance up to find her lips slightly parted, reminding me of where my cock was mere moments ago, snapping the little control I have left.
She lets out a yelp of surprise as I bite down hungrily before shoving her backward to bury my face between her legs. The moment my tongue spears her sex, my mouth is flooded with her sweetness. I groan in satisfaction, pulling her thighs up around my shoulders so I can work her over deeper.
I flatten my tongue and drag it slowly along the length of her center, growling deep into her folds as she coats my chin. She tastes like pineapple and fucking sex, and my dick throbs in wanting agony.
She covers her face with her hands and moans, “Oh, my God.”
My spine tingles, watching her stomach contract each time I swipe my tongue over her clit. The rise and fall of her breasts aren’t enough. I need to see her. I need her to see me. I stop my work for a second and squeeze her hips. “You gotta watch me, sweet cheeks. Watch me fuck you with my tongue.”
Her head lifts as she gazes down at me with her lips parted and eyes full of desire. Slowly, I raise a finger to her mouth and love how she knows exactly what I want from her, sucking my digit past the knuckle, flicking her tongue over the tip as if it’s my cock.
I begin to pull out and she nips me, causing my cock to flex heavily between her legs. She watches as I lower my hand to her center once more.
