Her hips twitch forward like she’s answering with her body.
“You smell like a fucking dream,” I mutter, nose brushing the crease of her thigh as I breathe her in again. “You know that? All sweet and wet and ready to be fucked. Bet the whole team’s been walking around half-hard without even realizing why.”
“Connor—”
“Oh, I know,” I croon, teasing her slit with the flat of my tongue. “You’ve been aching for it, haven’t you? Sitting in here like a good girl while your pussy begged for an alpha’s cock.”
And then I’m on her.
Her taste explodes across my tongue; salty and sweet, slick and perfect, and I groan like I’ve finally come home.
My tongue licks a long stripe up her soaked slit, then circles her clit until her thighs start to tremble and her fingers dive into my hair, clutching tight.
“That’s it,” I murmur against her. “Hold on. I’m not going anywhere, sweetheart. Gonna eat you until you can’t remember your own name.”
I place my palms on the back of her thighs and spread them wider as my mouth continues to cover her cunt. My tongue drags slow and heavy through her slick, and I groan again when her hips twitch against my face.
Her scent is everywhere, making my vision blur and my cock pulse against the seam of my sweats.
She lets out a ragged moan, legs locking around my shoulders. Her heels dig into my back, anchoring me to her.
“This pussy,” I whisper, dragging my tongue over her again, slower this time, just to feel her shudder. “Fuck, Emery. You don’t even know what this does to me.”
Her only answer is a gasping whimper as her hips rock forward, riding my mouth without shame.
I suck her clit into my mouth and swirl my tongue over it in firm, deliberate strokes. Her whole body tightens, and I hear the table squeak as she tries to keep herself upright. She braces one hand behind her, the other still tangled in my hair, and her moans start to crack apart into little breathless sobs.
“Already shaking?” I mutter, lips brushing soaked skin. “You that needy, baby? That desperate for someone to get on his fucking knees anddevouryou?”
“Connor, I—fuck—”
I laugh softly, darkly, and press two fingers inside her—slow and deep.
“Ohfuck, look at that,” I hiss, watching slick coat my knuckles as I pump gently. “You’re drenched, baby. Been holding this in all damn day, haven’t you?”
She nods helplessly, eyes wild.
“You’re perfect,” I growl. “Fucking perfect. You taste like you’re made for me.”
And I go back in—sucking, licking, working my fingers and mouth in perfect sync while her body writhes under me, wrecked and radiant.
“Gonna make you come like this,” I murmur. “On my mouth. On my fingers. You’re gonna fall apart for me, and then I’m gonna fuck you so full you forget how to stand.”
She cries out, the sound all high and strangled, and I know it’s close.
“That’s it,” I say, curling my fingers inside her, rubbing her sweet spot as my tongue flicks her clit again and again. “Don’t hold back. Iwantyou messy. I want you loud. I want every part of you.”
Her whole body bows as she explodes around me, thighs clenching hard, slick flooding over my mouth and fingers as she screams my name. I groan against her, drinking it in, never letting up until she collapses against the wall, panting and ruined.
Eventually, her shaking hand tugs at my hair, pulling me up; and I rise slowly, licking my lips as I meet her half-lidded eyes.
Her cheeks are flushed, her lips kiss-bruised, her pupils wide with omega daze.
“Still think you should leave?” I ask, low and smug, dragging a knuckle down her inner thigh where she’s still soaked.
She blinks up at me, dazed and wrecked.
“Not even a little bit.”
