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I’ve imagined sucking his dick, too. More times than I’m willing to admit. Before this night is over, I want to do just that. I want him to fuck my throat until I’m hoarse.
But Nolan is clearly the one directing the agenda tonight. And right now, he’s busy teasing my clit with his saliva-drenched fingers. He manipulates my little nub, rolling, tugging, stroking. Then he penetrates me with one long digit, impaling me. My body reacts to each touch, jerking and convulsing as if operated by a remote control. He adds a second finger.
“Nolan, fuck. Yes,” I breathe out, grasping at his strong shoulders to steady myself.
“Play with your tits for me,” he orders, finger-fucking me.
I don’t hesitate to take my breasts into my hands, tenderly squeezing and tugging them as a current of arousal moves through me. Nolan watches, his eyes hooded.
Then he kisses and nibbles a slow, sensuous path up my inner thigh. He leans in, taking a deep inhale of my most private region. “Mouthwatering, baby. You smell so good. Tell me how sweet it tastes.”
He removes his fingers from my hole before he drags them across my mouth, painting my lips with my juices. With a groan, I suck them into my mouth, swirling my tongue around, savoring the mild tangy flavor.
“It’s so good,” I confirm and his pupils flare in approval.
“I’m so fucking hungry for you, Inez,” he grinds out, stroking his hand down the front of his pants, giving his erection a squeeze. “Tell me you want me to eat this pretty pussy.”
“Please. Please, Nolan.”
“Say the words, Inez. Tell me you want this.”
But I’m breathless. “Oh, god,” is all I can manage to get out.
“I don’t read minds, babe. Communicate. If you want me to understand you, talk to me.”
Ugh. He’s throwing my own words back in my face. Why am I not surprised?
A wicked half-grin curls one corner of his mouth as he waits. Right then, I realize something—his asking for my permission is not about consent. It’s all a form of torture. He wants to hear me beg. And I’m not above giving this man exactly what he demands.
“Yes. I want it. Eat my pussy, Nolan. Eat it right fucking now.”
His smirk widens as he carefully drapes my legs over his shoulders. “Look at the enthusiasm. That’s what I like to see. Such a good girl.”
The ego on this man.
With a breathless chuckle, I grab a fistful of his russet brown hair, gently pulling his head closer to my throbbing center. My brain is spinning with lust and I’m not sure I’m capable of stringing another sentence together.
Thankfully, Nolan doesn’t waste another second. He grabs my ass off the couch, pulling me right on his mouth and he buries his face at my core.
His tongue slides over my folds and between my nether lips, from the front all the way to the back, meticulously covering every centimeter along the way.
“You taste so good, Stargirl. Like a piece of heaven. I want to stay here with my head buried between your legs all night.”
He eats me like a man who hasn’t had a decent meal in ages.
He eats me with purpose. Like a man on a mission. Like his goal is to make me forget every night I’ve cried myself to sleep, every time I’ve felt all alone in this world, every time I’ve thought I wasn’t good enough.
I try to control myself but I can’t. My hips thrash helplessly against his mouth.
When I feel my orgasm approaching, my legs slam tight, holding Nolan captive. “I…I need to come. Make me come.”
“Yeah, baby. I’m going to make you come,” he promises. “You’d better scream my fucking name.”
With that, he plunges two fingers deep inside me, curling them against my G-spot. His mouth covers my clit, roughly sucking the nub between his lips.
I start to chant his name like a chorus. I see fireworks in every color of the rainbow as my body tenses and bares down. I burst past the finish line with a long, filthy moan that shakes the four walls of this small room. The orgasm washes through me like a hot electric current and I’m defenseless against the aftershocks.
Nolan doesn’t let up for one second. He doesn’t even come up for air. I squeeze my thighs around his stubbly cheeks and he works his tongue like a machine designed by the heavens just to give me pleasure.
