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“Journey, I can’t believe you did all this for me. How much you’ve shown me when you have so little evidence that makes me worthy of your trust.”
“Don’t I?”
She gives me a teasing look as I lower my head, resting it on her stomach and caressing her softness. I could lie here forever, with her fingers scraping through my hair, her soft laughter filling my ears.
The scent of her rises to ensnare me. I rise up and position myself between her legs once more, moving her onto her back.
I’ve tasted the finest wines and the finest honeys from around the world in my role as a chef. But the first taste of Journey is better than all of it combined. I tease my tongue over the silky seam, up and down, before splitting her open with my thumbs.
“Fuck me,” I rumble against her wetness.
She sucks in a sharp breath. I know. I’m going too hard, too fast after such a powerful release for her but I’m so damn hungry for her. She fucking owns me.
I slip my tongue into her sweet cunt, lapping up every drop. Journey whimpers, wriggling under me. She squirts on my tongue. My cock weeps to be buried in deep, to push, to thrust, to fuck her until she’s hoarse from screaming.
I run the edge of my thumb down, circling it over the tight, star-shaped hole. Testing her. Teasing her.
“Jay…” she mews.
She knows what I want.
I notch that thumb inside while I build her back up, toying and worshiping her pussy with my mouth.
There’s a reason I made her come fast. For this part? I take my fucking time.
Journey is a delicate feast.
She slowly builds back up before exploding on my tongue, her muscles tightening around my thumb.
Writhing and spasming on the bed, Journey cries out my name. I share her taste with her, licking into her mouth.
Breathless, she sits up and reaches for my belt.
Once again, I swat her away.
“But—” Journey protests.
“You have to be patient, shortcake.”
She makes a frustrated noise but follows my instructions when I order her to go to the bathroom and get a drink of water.
When she comes out, she finds me propped up against the headboard, fisting my cock.
“Crawl to me.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
She’s so good at this, I can’t help but wonder if she does think this is all transactional.
But then I see the enthusiasm, the raw need in her eyes as she gets on her hands and knees. That’s mine right there. All fucking mine.
Once Journey’s hovering over me, her ample breasts undulating, I tell her what I want.
“Spit on it.”
Her emerald eyes widen. “I can’t do that.”
She starts to back away, but I grab her wrist. “Spit on it.”
