Page 72 of The Third Girl

The sight of all her bare skin has heat rolling through my body, boiling the blood in my veins and making me so goddamn hard for her, I want to plunge inside her pussy with no more foreplay at all. But there’s also part of me that wants to worship the ground she walks on and cater to her every desire. I want to make her feel things she never has before and show her how good it can be.

While I’ve been busy up in my head, she’s gone for my belt, unfastened my pants, and has kicked off her strappy sandals.

Heaving out a breath, I bend and rid myself of my shoes and socks, shove my pants down, and step out of them, then scramble with nervous fingers to undo the dress shirt buttons.

With both of us in our underwear, I back her toward the bed, reaching past her to pull the covers down. I lift her in my arms again, her skin on mine sending an electrical current through my body like I’ve been tased or something. If we keep going at this rate, we’re going to burn this whole place down. My mouth is all over her neck and shoulders as she squirms against me. I grip her plump cheeks, loving the feel of them overflowing my hands. “I love your ass.”

I climb onto the bed between her legs, kneeling over her to feast on her skin, exploring every inch of her—the graceful slope of her breasts, the curve of her waist, the roundness of her hips. It’s enough to make me get lost in a haze of lustful thoughts. I lick straight up the center of her chest, between her breasts, watching her shudder in anticipation of what I’ll do next. “Tell me what you want, Skylar.”

She sucks in a stuttered breath. “Suck on my nipples. Get them wet so I can feel the air from the fan on them.” Just above us is a ceiling fan that I hadn’t paid much attention to before, but I sure see it now.

I groan, dropping open-mouthed, wet, sucking kisses all over her breasts before taking one taut nipple into my mouth. I’m like a savage, making her pant and writhe beneath me before switching to the other breast and starting all over again.

Her hips lift off the bed beneath me as she throws her head back. “Oh,yes.”

Shifting back, I run my hands over her torso, fingertips grazing her skin before they get to her skimpy panties. “These are coming off. Now. And they’re mine. Just like you are.”

Her brows shoot up just as I settle between her legs and lick directly inside her body. I groan, the scent and taste of her twisting in my brain.Fuuuck.“Jesus, you’re so goddamn sweet.” Her breath hitches as she watches me make long licks through her folds, my tongue teasing her from the bottom of her opening all the way up to her clit over and over again. “Want me to suck on this?” I flick my tongue over the needy pink bundle of nerves.

Her eyes widen and she nods vigorously, her answer coming out breathy. “Yes. God, yes. Make me come again,” she pleads, her fingers clutching the bedsheets.

I close my mouth around her clit and suck hard on her. I can’t help but moan, knowing what this is doing to her as she trembles under me, her body flushed and hot from her cheeks down to her goddamn cute toes.

There’s no other word for it—I devour her. She writhes around on the bed, threads her fingers into my hair, and rides my face as I suck and lick her. And when I push two fingers inside her, curling them against her front wall, it sets her off. She rubs her pussy against my face as her body rhythmically clamps down on my fingers.

Still trembling, she blows out a shuddery breath. “I’m seeing stars.”

I give her a hungry look. “I’m not even close to done with you.”

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