“What are you thinking?”
“How about we head to your place, and I can show you.” I winked at her.
* * *
As soon as the apartment doors closed, I pushed her up against the wall and kissed her. I was desperate—a man starved and out of my mind. She was everything, and she was with me, saving my ass and showing up when I least expected it.
She wasn’t a dream, stalking me at night. She was there, flesh and blood, in my arms. Her lips touching mine, her hands roaming my body wildly like I was touching hers. My Devlynn. Mine. Always and forever.
“I’ve dreamed about you every fucking night. Longed for you every fucking day. I’m so sorry,” I whispered as I trailed kisses along her neck and collarbone.
She shivered, and a sweet sigh escaped her mouth. I pulled her shirt over her head, exposing her to me, and pulled the nude bra off her body. Her tits were fucking fantastic, ample and soft, and I buried my face in them, inhaling. Desperate to taste her, my tongue flicked out of its own accord. My hand trailed to the button of her pants, and I undid them. I pushed past her panties to her sweet cunt, swirling my finger in her wetness.
“Does that feel good, baby?” I asked as I drenched my finger in her sweet cum before bringing it to her cherry-red lips. “Open up,” I demanded.
With her eyes closed, she opened her mouth and sucked, licking her wetness off my finger.
“Look at me.”
She slowly opened her eyes, and her hesitancy was endearing.
“Does that sweet pussy juice taste good?”
She nodded, her eyes lit up with need and desire, her breathing ragged and desperate.
“Do you want me to taste that pussy?” I asked, needing her to let go but wanting to show her I could be gentle. That it didn’t always have to be rough. That, this time, sweet and dirty was on the menu.
She nodded, but that wasn’t good enough. I wanted to hear the filth from her mouth, the filth I knew she was capable of when the two of us were alone in bed without the pressures of the rest of the world on her.
I dipped my head and met her lips, kissing her softly. I looked up at her, making sure she kept eye contact, and slowly thumbed her nipple. A perfect handful with a berry-pink nipple that begged to be sucked.
I slowly moved my hands down her torso, enjoying the hourglass I’d dreamt about so many times. When I heard her inhale, my cock sprang to attention again. I went down on my knees, and like an animal, I brought my face close to her center and inhaled.
I wanted her so badly. I could taste her scent on my tongue. I pulled her pants down, exposing her pretty pink pussy. She shuddered when I brought my lips to her sweet flesh and kissed her there.
“You are so fucking sexy,” I whispered against her clit.
“Elis,” she begged.
“Yeah, baby? Tell me what you need.”
“I want you to suck on my pussy and make me cum so hard.”
I smiled against her cunt. “There’s my dirty little slut. Hold on to my shoulders.”
Lifting her legs, I locked them around my shoulders and parted her folds with my fingers. I gently lapped at her slick flesh, taking long, deliberate licks from her entrance to her clit.
I kept licking, increasing pressure, circling her clit, and gently sucking. She tilted her head, and I heard it gently hit the mirror. Seeing Devlynn like this was enough to have my dick throbbing. She started moaning, softly at first and growing louder as my tongue continued to explore her.I wanted her screaming and dirty and vulgar. I wanted every fucking thought that came into her mind while I was eating her out. I wanted us to be free and do whatever we wanted.
When I slipped a finger into her cunt, her muscles contracted around it. She was so fucking tight that it made my balls draw up. I finger fucked her while I lapped at her clit. Her legs began to shake, but I couldn’t pull myself away. I continued lapping and licking at her, probing her ass with the index finger of my other hand as my tongue continued lapping at her clit until she was convulsing.
Once her orgasm started, I tongue-fucked her like a crazy man and slipped my whole finger into her ass. I ran on instinct alone and did whatever my body was inclined to do, massaging her deftly until I brought her to orgasm.
She arched into my tongue, fucking and rubbing her clit on my upper lip. Looking up at her like that, with the under-cleavage of her tits and her head tilted back in lust-filled abandon, was the sexiest sight I’d ever seen.
“I can be gentle. I can be rough. I can treat you like my whore or my good girl. But know this, Devlynn. No matter what I do, you’ll always own me. I’m yours.”
Chapter 21