Then, she gripped the top of the headboard, placed her knees on either side of my head, and grinned down at me. “Do your worst, big guy.”
“You’re gonna regret saying that, trouble.”
Without allowing her even a breath to respond, I palmed both her ass cheeks and pulled her toward my waiting mouth. Both of us moaned at the first swipe of my tongue through her slit. She’d made herself come, all right, just like I knew she would. The taste of her arousal was so heady, it tore a groan from my throat.
Jesus, this girl was temptation personified. A fucking weakness I hadn’t seen coming.
While I wanted nothing more than to swallow each drop of every orgasm I wrung out of her, I had a point to prove. So, I did my worst. Exactly as she’d challenged me to.
I flicked her clit relentlessly. Gripped her hips and made her ride my tongue. Guided her to rock her cunt over my face until her pleasure dripped down my neck. Until she wasbegging.
I’d gotten her there countless times, only to pull back before she could peak. Despite her whines and pleas, I did this over and over, never allowing her to crest.
After the seventh time, she sagged against the headboard, rolling her forehead back and forth. “Oh my god, Atlas. I can’t… I can’t—” Her legs shook, tremors skating through her thighs as she pressed them against my head. And I fucking loved that tangible evidence of what I did to her.
I wrapped my hands around her waist, lifting her off me just enough so my lips brushed her pussy with every word. “What’s the matter, trouble? Do you want to come?”
“God, yes.Please. Please, please, please.”
I hummed against her, the vibration sending a shudder through her. “I love it when my little brat begs.”
She let out a relieved cry when I pulled her back down against my mouth, swiping my tongue over her swollen clit. And this time, I didn’t let up. I focused my efforts in the way I knew she needed, driving her toward the peak before pushing her straight over the edge.
Sutton came on a sobbed moan as she shook and shuddered, her entire body curving over my head as if she didn’t have the strength to hold herself up even a second longer. I groaned into her flesh as I licked up every bit of her pleasure, loving her taste.
Loving even more thatI’dbeen the one to make her fall.
Before the waves had finished crashing over her body, I flipped our positions, rolling her beneath me on the bed. I braced my hands on either side of her and glanced down at the fucking vision she made—hair spread out across my white sheets, my shirt open down the middle and pooling on either side of her body. Her tits were heaving as she tried to catch her breath, her nipples tight little peaks just begging for my mouth. And then there was her pussy—flushed a deep pink and so fucking wet, it took everything in me not to dive in for another taste.
I dragged my gaze back up to meet hers. “Do you think you deserve my cock yet?”
She glanced down at the appendage in question, jutting out from my body and pointed directly at her. Precome leaked from the head, proving just how fucking much I’d loved eating her out. But as much as I’d enjoyed feasting on her, it was the look of hunger in her eyes as she stared at my cock with open appreciation that nearly did me in.
“Probably not,” she said. “But you do.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
ATLAS
This woman was goingto be my goddamn downfall. And with the way she was looking up at me, her admission hanging in the air between us, it was as if she fucking knew it.
“After listening to you fuck yourself with that toy we both know is a piss-poor substitute for me? You’re damn right I deserve it.”
Settling on my knees between her spread legs, I draped her thighs over mine, taking a moment to appreciate the view. Her cunt was obscene like this, her clit swollen, her pussy lips soaked with her come. I gripped my shaft and slapped it against her clit, relishing in her sharp intake of breath.
“Ideserveto slide into this tight little cunt, don’t I? Deserve to sink so fucking deep since I made her slippery as hell just so she could take all of me.”
“Yes, yes, I’m very wet thanks to you.” She huffed out a breath. “Now, would you stick your dick inside me already?”
“In a hurry, trouble?” I ran my cock through her drenched pussy lips, back and forth, tormenting us both. “You want me to fuck you bare again? Want me to fill you with my come?”
“I thought that was obvious.” She gripped my thighs, her nails digging into my skin. I relished that sharp sting and thehunger in her eyes as she stared up at me. It meant I wasn’t alone in this—she was just as far gone as I was. “You keep talking a big game, but my pussy’s still empty.”
I brought my fingers down on her clit in a soft smack, gauging her reaction. Just as I’d hoped, she gasped, arching her back as she stared up at me with need in her eyes. So I slapped it again, harder this time, forcing myself to hold out even though I was desperate to sink inside her.
“Good girls get my cock. Little brats get their clits spanked.”
“How about you give me both?” She palmed her tits, arching her back and pinching her nipples as she rotated her hips. Teasing me. Taunting me. As if every fucking minute of every fucking day in her presence wasn’t a temptation I’d been fighting against.
