Page 110 of The Casanova Complex

Merritt doesn’t just come—she fucking detonates.

She screams, her entire body shuddering with the intensity of her orgasm, the delicious taste of her cum flooding my mouth.

Not only did my girl just come with my finger buried deep in her tight ass, but my entire face is wet with her.

I think I might’ve died, and this is just what heaven looks like for me.

For a minute, she continues to shake on top of me, still absently rocking and riding out the aftershocks of her orgasm. Only when she squirms over me do I pull out of her and move her from my mouth to sitting on my abdomen.

I can’t imagine what I look like right now, but her?

I’m mentally capturing this and saving it to look back on for, I don’t know, ever.

Her features are soft and sated, her eyes heavy with bliss as she stares down at me with a sweet, sleepy smile on her lips. Her skin is deliciously flushed pink, and her nipples are still tightened into hardened peaks, her full, heavy tits swaying above my mouth like fruit hanging on a tree limb. As if I needed any temptation.

Fruits are my fucking jam.

No pun intended.

I lift up and off the bed and capture her nipple between my lips, rolling it between my teeth, sucking on the tip.

“Fuck me. Please,” she pants, fingers releasing my hair as I sit up from the mattress. “I need to feel your cock in me, Bennett.”

I drag her down my stomach, her still-sensitive pussy sliding over my abs and leaving a trail of arousal until she’s seated directly over my cock, the thick head nestled between her lips.

“You need me to fill your needy little cunt?”

She nods vehemently, and my lip curls at the corner as my hands tighten around her hips, rocking her on my length.

“What should I start with? I’m feeling very…” I dip my head and press a kiss to the top of her tits and then swipe away a drip of sweat that’s trailing down her collarbone. “Indecisive tonight. You on top? Bouncing on my cock? From behind with your face in the mattress and my fingers in your ass?” Her eyes are blazing when I look up at her.

I can see that she’s mulling over the many, many ways I could fuck her, and I wonder how many times I can make her come tonight before she’s too sore to take my cock.

Reaching out, I palm her tit and lift it to my mouth, kneading it with my hand.

Merritt slides out of my lap, and I groan in protest, only to snap my lips right back shut when she sticks her ass in the air and presses her cheek against the mattress, looking over at me with her brow lifted as if she’s waiting on me to get to it.

She doesn’t say a single word, and she doesn’t have to because she’s silently telling me to fuck the absolute shit out of her, or she wouldn’t be presenting her sexy little ass to me like it’s my Christmas present.

Christ, I’m the luckiest motherfucker on this planet. Any fucking planet, really.

I almost pull a muscle in my back scrambling onto my knees behind her. Gripping the base of my cock, I drag it through her pussy, coating the head in her arousal.

Still fucking soaked from coming on my face.

I tap the head against her clit, and she lets out a needy, desperate whimper, pushing back against me. So I do it again, and then again.

I’m lining up with her entrance, about to push inside, when it hits me like a goddamn train collision.

“Fuck, fuck,” I grunt, halting. “Condom, I forgot the goddamn condom.”

She shakes her head, and our eyes locked. “It’s okay, I have an IUD. I’m good with going without if you’re okay with it.”

Swallowing hard, I nod. “I’m good with it. Great with it, actually.”

I hear her laugh, and she wiggles her hips expectantly.

And just like that, the conversation is over. It’s settled.