Page 145 of Lucky Mother Pucker

I look between her thighs, loving the way she blushes.

“I have to go to work at the diner,” she says.

“I’ll make it quick.” I pull her back onto the bed.

She laughs. “Leo, I have to be at the diner in a half-hour.” I strip off her pajama shorts and her tanktop. She’s totally naked, lying on her back, sprawled out in front of me.

“I’m serious, I have to—” I push her legs open and bury my face in her pussy, cutting her off.

“This won’t take long,” I say before sucking on her clit.

Above me, she gasps and whines. I spend a minute tonguing and teasing and sucking on her sweet little clit. I’m gonna make her come quickly, but I still want to savor this.

I open the drawer of my bedside table. When I pull out her hot pink vibrator, her eyes go wide.

“Have you ever had someone use a vibrator while going down on you?” I ask.

She bites her lip and shakes her head.

That smug feeling rises up my chest. I grin. “You’re gonna like it.”

“Won’t it be too intense?” she asks, her voice soft and shy.

I shake my head. “It’s gonna be good, baby. I promise.”

I’ve made her use her vibrator in front of me a few times because I love watching her get off, but this is the first time I’ve used it on her.

I flip on the vibrator to the highest setting and press it to her clit. She lets out the sweetest, sexiest little whimper.

“You’re gonna come fast and hard for me.”

Her eyes roll back, and she fists the bedsheets. “Oh, god…”

I lean down and swipe my tongue over her clit, still holding the vibrator on her. She screams and writhes against the bed at the dual sensations. I can tell she’s already so close.

I pull back and press my teeth gently into the inside of her thigh. “Say my name when you come.”

Less than a minute later, she explodes. She screams my name while pulling my hair. I keep my tongue and the vibrator against her clit until she pushes me away.

I lean back and run my tongue over my lips, which are soaked with her sweet come. I gaze down at her. Her blue eyes are unfocused, and her chest is heaving as she pants.

I press a soft kiss to her belly. “You came so fast and so hard. Good girl.”

Above me, she lets out a drunk-sounding laugh.

“That was…I don’t even…We’re doing that again,” she says.

I chuckle and kiss her. I help her off the bed, then lie back down, watching as she gets dressed. I notice she’s still wearing those gold earrings she was wearing when we went to dinner last night.

I reach up and gently tuck her hair behind her ear. “Those are really pretty.”

A sad smile pulls at her lips. “Thanks. They were my mom’s.”

She reaches her fingers up and gently touches them with her fingertips. “She loved gold jewelry. Especially gold earrings.”

Her voice is soft and sad, and it makes my heart ache.

“They look beautiful on you,” I say.