Page 152 of Addicted to You


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“Do whatever you want. Explore. I’m all yours.”And I don’t just mean my cock, baby.

Excitement flashes across her face, followed by determination. She opens wide and attempts to take me down her throat, but the donut is too big. Her brow furrows as she struggles. She can’t fit us both in her mouth.

“Well, this isn’t how I dreamt it.” She sounds disappointed, and my lip twitches.

“This is exactly how I dreamt it.”

As I say the words, I realize I mean them. I said I was making her dreams come true, but fuck…she’s making dreams I didn’t even know I had come to life.

She looks at me, a shy smile on her lips, and if I’m not mistaken, her cheeks turn pink. “I want it to feel good for you.”

“May, watching you enjoy your favorite treat feels real good.”

She sucks on the head, letting it out with a pop. “Two.”

“Huh?”

“Mytwofavorite treats.” She grins, flattening her tongue and swirling around the slit, not taking her eyes off mine.

“Oh, fuck.” I jolt, cock swelling the same as my head at her compliment. Which only makes the donut squeeze me tighter. As if she knows, she leans down, nibbling on the edgesto give me relief. She opens as wide as she can, gagging when I hit the back of her throat. But she doesn’t stop, she keeps at it, seeming like she’s struggling to catch her breath as she chokes on me. Using her hair, I ease her off of me. “Don’t hurt yourself. Take a breath.”

She rolls her eyes, her words fanning over the tip of my dick when she says, “I’d rather choke on your cock than breathe.”

Fucking hell.

I groan, throwing my head back. Her teeth graze my balls lightly, and I hiss, my toes curling into the mattress.

“Did that hurt?”

I shake my head. “Felt amazing.”

She nods, working her way slowly and gently around the donut, careful not to bite into my dick. When there’s barely anything left of the confection, she pulls it off me. She licks along my shaft, lapping at my bars, and kissing up my navel. My fingers dig into the back of my skull, abs flexing as I lean up and watch her clean my cock.

Her eyes flick to mine while she brings the last piece of donut to the head, swirling it over my tip, and mixing it with the precum pouring out of me.

Sweet baby Jesus.

My teeth clench together, trying to hold off the orgasm that’s blaring full steam ahead, about to throw me over the edge.

She pops the donut into her mouth and swallows, licking her lips, then her fingers. “Mm.”

I'm fucking entranced. She’s perfect.

She grows quiet for a minute, not moving, just staring between me and my dick. I’m aching, trembling, ready for release.

“Do you want to come?”

I nod rapidly.

“You’ve been a good boy tonight, bringing me my favoritesnack and letting me suck your cock.” Her tongue swipes over me again. “You tastesofucking good. I think you deserve a reward.” Her voice is sultry and smooth, and it makes me whimper like a bitch.

Her nails rake across my balls lightly, sending chills to the surface of my skin. My eyes roll back in my head as her hot mouth sucks me in again, deepthroating me this time. Her head bobs, taking me as far as she can, while her tongue rubs against my piercings the way she knows I like.

My head spins, muscles coiled tight as white-hot pleasure sears through my veins. Fuck, this is going to be a big load. I haven’t been pampered like this since…the last time she sucked me off.

“I’m going to come. Please, can I come?” I beg.

She moans, vibrating my cock and forcing another shock wave through me. She pulls off, a trail of spit connecting her chin to my slit. I want to photograph it and put it on my fridge. It’s the most beautiful sight I’ve ever seen. “Come down my throat. I want it.”