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“Baby, I’ll give you all the money in the world if you’ll be mine.”
I watch as her chest rapidly expands and falls at the admission she wasn’t expecting to tumble from my lips.
“What do I get if you can’t exceed expectations?”
I hum, pretending to think about it for a second.
“Let’s not speak in hypotheticals, Gwen.” I don’t give her a chance to respond as I dive back in, eating her pussy like it’s my life source.
Her sweet cries are music to my ears while I suck on her clit. Her hips jerked up to meet my mouth like she needed more friction. Teasing a finger at her entrance, I give her that, as I lap her up at the same time I insert one, then two fingers. Her walls pulsate around them, and I know she’s close. So, I curve my fingers upward, remembering how it drove her wild earlier.
That does the trick as she clamps her thigh against my head. Her hands almost rip my hair from my skull, but I could not care less as she rides out her pleasure against my face.
I ring out the final moments of her orgasm with my mouth until she falls back against the bed. Her chest heaves like she just ran a marathon. It’s the lazy grin on her face that does it for me, though. That and the flush I watch paint her porcelain skin on display.
While she comes down for a moment, I take the time to finally relieve her of her boots. Placing kisses from knee to ankle, I slide each one off until both of her feet are flat on the floor again. I stand to my feet as she rises to her elbows, looking up at me like it’s my turn to become her meal.
I begin to put my knee on the bed, ready to crawl up to her and worship her some more. But she’s not having that when she shakes her head at me.
“Nope. That’s not fair.”
I narrow my eyes at her. “How was that not fair?”
“You’ve had me twice tonight.” She quirks a perfectly sculpted eyebrow at me. “It’s my turn.”
“But I have at least two more to go to win our bet.”
I reach for her hip, but she quickly thwarts my movements by getting on her knees and taking a few steps back. The sight nearly has me coming in my pants, which honestly wouldn’t be hard. If the air kicked on right now, I bet the slight breeze from the AC across the room would have me embarrassing myself like a middle school boy.
She flicks her hand at me. “Take them off.”
Enjoying the authority in her voice a little more than I probably should, I bring my hands to the button of my jeans without another thought. Flicking the button, I watch her eyes follow my hand as she pulls the zipper down.
I stop, waiting for her eyes to meet mine so I can see how bright they are. And I’m not let down when those green irises pop up, anticipation written all over them. I bet mine are the same way as I grow tired of the tease, desperate to touch her again.
Pushing down my jeans, I take my boxers with them, and I have to force myself not to sigh of relief as my erection springs free.
Kicking my clothes away, I meet Gwen at the foot of the bed once more. Her eyes widen as she takes me in, her mouth parting on a sigh.
I reach out, softly thumbing the bottom curve of her lip until she looks back up at me. My hand cups her jaw, tilting her face. She turns with my direction, but nips at my thumb. The sassy smirk on her face spurs me on further.
I apply pressure against her lower lip, pushing it down to open her mouth wider for me as I slide my digit in. Lust overcomes me as I watch her mouth close around it.
“Suck,” I demand. My dick pulsates between us when her eyes flash and she does exactly what I tell her.
The feeling coursing through me at her obedience is an immediate addiction. I press against her tongue until she opens her mouth again, then slide my thumb back out, spreading her saliva against her lips and down her chin. I grip her with my forefinger and drag her toward me.
“Good girl,” I murmur, claiming her lips with mine.
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Need rushes through my body like a cannon being shot off at his words.
I can’t take not touching him anymore. Especially not after him devour me for a second time and then revealing himself to me in all of his glory.
And glorious he is. Before tonight, whenever Piper would tell me about her dates and how their penises were beautiful, I would audibly gag at the thought. Now, though? Now I want to call her up and apologize for the way I called her a liar.
