Page 37 of Addicted

I pulled back, my lips moving across his cheek, my tongue darting across his neck and sucking at the skin above his Adam’s apple.

“Come sit down.” His hands went to my hips, and I moved to straddle his waist. “Not there.”

“Umm, I think—” I stuttered the words and was promptly cut off.

“Climb up here and sit down.” He was using his grown man voice that would normally make me turn into the world’s softest marshmallow. I pushed back from his chest and looked down at him.

“I can lay down.”

He gave me an impatient look and jerked my whole body forward until my nipples were swaying in his face.

“Remember one tap for yes, two for no.” I shook my head and he nodded.

Hugh’s hand traced my cheek, and he gave me a wide smile. “Do you trust me?”

I nodded. He threw the pillow from behind his head to the side as he kept his eyes on mine.

“Grab the headboard. And sit.”

My lip went between my teeth as I looked up at the low wooden headboard and back down at him. His hands went to my thighs, and he urged me up.

After another second of indecision, I did as I was told.

Grabbing the headboard, I moved until I was crouching, hovering over his face and putting all of myweight onto my arms. When I stopped moving, he slid his hands up my thighs and pulled me down.

Lips captured my clit and sucked, and I shouted, burying my face in my arm. His tongue lapped at me, and I shuddered against him. I felt a hum rising in my chest as he feasted on me.

“Are you okay?” I asked.

His hand tapped once against my thigh.

I was trying to stay as still as possible, but when his tongue dove into my entrance, I sat back further and tilted my hips, moving against his wet, warm thrusts.

Hugh made a noise of appreciation and encouraged my hips backward and forward as his tongue fucked in and out of me.

“This feels so good,” I said, my voice full of surprise.It wasn’t just his talented tongue, it was the feeling of control. He was giving me control over him, letting himself be vulnerable as much as I was vulnerable. That was just as intoxicating as the tongue lapping at my clit.

As my orgasm built, my hips went from back and forth to a circle. I used my leverage on the headboard to work my hips. When Hugh’s tongue slid out of my pussy, I felt bereft. I tried to shift my hips to chase it, but he held me still and his mouth covered my clit and sucked.

“Oh, don’t stop.”

My orgasm was sharp and blinding. I sat up, pushing down harder on his face as his tongue continued to lickand suck as my pussy gushed. Each gulp of air, each flick of his tongue pulled another wave of my orgasm forward and I was overcome.

I couldn’t think, I couldn’t breathe. I was going too high, it was too much. Another orgasm was building right where the other had left off.

“Stop.” I moaned, my hips still fucking his face. My hands went to the sides of his head as I moved my hips to chase his tongue.

When his mouth settled back on my clit and his fingers dove into me, I cried out as another orgasm rocked through me. His fingers angled up as his tongue circled and flicked and I was shaking, tears crept from eyes as my whole body tightened above him.

I reached down and felt his throat, the muscles were clenching and moving as he devoured me.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.”

My body was clenching. I was rocking and I couldn’t breathe, all I could do was feel. I felt ethereal. This was nirvana. His tongue lapped at my clit as another finger filled me. My hands fell to my nipples, squeezing and twisting, my hips meeting each thrust of his fingers. Every rock of my hips sent electricity through my body.

My orgasm crept up and I went still. Hugh’s mouth sealed over my clit again and sucked. My mouth fell open in a silent scream. Liquid gushed, and my lungs seized as they begged for air.

I leaned forward and tried to move away, but Hugh’s arms hooked onto my thighs and held me still against his mouth as his tongue continued to assault my pussy. The pleasure was so sharp, so deep, it felt like I was falling apart.

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