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Instead, I cling to my silence. He’s a grown-ass man. He wants to take a part of this? Then walk the fuck inside.
Otherwise, she and I are playing.
My pretty little doll. I’ll die if I don’t feel her tongue on me. Freaking detonate and disappear into thin air.
“Nice and wide, baby.” I pull on her bottom lip again.
This time, I don’t fuck around. I piston my hips forward, jamming my dick between her pillowy lips.
Her gagging noises make me harder, needier. Amara’s cough vibrates on my cock, and I get off on how my piercing hits the back of her throat. I see the drool dripping from the corners of her mouth, how her eyes squint in her sleep.
“Your mouth was meant to suck me.”
I listen hard, hearing a hand stroking flesh.
Amara’s teeth scrape the taut skin of my cock, and I roll my eyes at how good the light pain feels. My hand moves to her chin. My wet thumb caresses her while I drag my dick in and out of her mouth.
Even in her sleep, she starts moaning, gagging for me. Reacting to my dick stretching her lips and my hand choking her. She loves breath play, and I’ll always be here to give it to her.
“My beautiful little slut,” I croon. I’m seconds from spurting my hot cum into her mouth, so I slow my thrusts. “Tonight, though, you’ll be awake to take my cum.”
She drools, her eyes pinching. She’s still asleep.
That won’t do.
“Fuck, I can’t wait to see your reaction to this. Me in your mouth, Killian’s smell surrounding you.” I slide my hand higher, pinching her nose with my thumb and forefinger. Cutting off her air. “Not what you begged for, but I’d say it’s cutting it pretty fucking close, wouldn’t you?”
A hushed growl comes from the door. My cock jerks in Amara’s mouth the same moment she begins to struggle for air.
I ignore Killian, my focus resting entirely on Amara and how she fights to breathe.
Her mouth parts wider around my length. Her eyebrows fly up, high on her forehead, and over Killian’s tie. Then her nails dig into my thighs.
She’s ready. And so am I.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Amara
I’m no stranger to waking up with Carter’s cock in my mouth.
Smooth and hard against my tongue. It steals my breath from me.
I consented to him taking me in my sleep at the beginning of our relationship. Truth is, I consented to every kinky idea he offered.
However, when I consented, I agreed to have Carter’s cock inside me. He said he’d never share me.
And that really is his dick I have in my mouth. I recognize the texture of the taut skin on his shaft. The corded vein my tongue knows so well. His Prince Albert grazing the back of my throat.
But I can’t get over the smell.
Carter’s cock smells like his soap and the delicious natural smell of his body.
The spicy cologne invading my senses doesn’t belong to him. I smelled it before. On someone else.
No.
Impossible.
