Page 113 of He's Not My Type


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Fuck, her tits are big. I knew they were, but they’re real and soft, and her nipples are so goddamn hard. They feel like little pebbles, begging to be played with.

“God, yes,” she says as she moves her ass against my crotch. “Oh my God, Halsey,” she says as her hand moves between us, and she discovers my length and size. That small caress nearly makes me come in my goddamn pants. “You’re huge.”

“Good thing since you want to scream tonight,” I say right before I spin her back around and bring my mouth to hers. Our lips collide, and I lift her by the ass to pin her against the door. Her legs wrap around my waist in just the right spot that her center smooths along my length. “Feel that, baby? That’s how you make me feel. That’s how much you turn me on.” I pulse into her, and she groans into my mouth. “Think you can take all of this?”

My lips move along her jaw, nipping at her skin as she glides against my cock. “You’re . . . you’re so big. I don’t . . .” She moans when I nip at her neck. “God, I don’t know.”

“You’re going to take all of me, Blakely, even if it takes hours. Your pussy will take every last fucking inch of me.”

And then I walk her back to the bedroom, keeping my mouth on hers the entire time until I hit the bed and lay her downcarefully. Those hypnotic eyes stare up at me as I take off my shirt and toss it to the ground.

Her gaze roams over my chest, she wets her lips, her entire expression making it clear how much she wants this. That gives me all the motivation to continue taking whatI’ve always wanted since the moment I met her.

I undo my pants and push them down, leaving me only in a pair of black boxer briefs. She scoots back on the bed, and I move over her. I lean down and bring my mouth to hers as my hand slides up her side to her breast, where I squeeze it in my palm. Her back arches against me as she moans with satisfaction.

“Do you like your nipples to be played with?” I ask while I move my mouth down her neck again. Pausing at the juncture of her shoulder to suck on her skin, I know damn well it will leave a mark and don’t give two fucks about it. Because I want her waking up tomorrow knowing who owned her the night before.

“Yes,” she says as I move to her breasts.

“Good,” I say right before I tug on one of her nipples with my teeth.

“Fuck,” she says as she lifts her back, arching so high that her breast slams into my mouth. I open wide and suck hard, taking in her nipple and swirling my tongue around it while my hand plays with her other breast. “Don’t stop.”

Is she insane? The only way this is ending is if she tells me to end it.

I can’t get enough of her. I can’t move fast enough. I want everything from her.

I move to her other breast and squeeze it while sucking her nipple, pulling and tugging. Offering a little nibble that drives her nuts.

“How fucking wet are you?” I ask as I bring her breasts together and kiss between them and then move to her stomach, where I kiss down to her belly button. I spread her legs, givingme room, and then feel her grow uncomfortable for a moment, so I pause. “I want that pussy on my tongue.”

“Halsey . . . I . . .”

“Tell me to stop. That’s the only way I won’t bury my face between your legs.” I pause for a second, giving her a moment to decide, and when she doesn’t say anything, I tear off her underwear and marvel at how bare she is before I settle between her legs, spread her open, and press my tongue against her clit.

Her legs shoot up to her chest where she grips them as she shifts her pelvis forward. “Oh my God,” she cries out as I flick my tongue across her clit rapidly.

If I wasn’t so desperate to hear her come, I’d take my time with long, languid strokes, but fuck it, I need this. I need to see her lose herself with me in control.

“You taste so fucking good. Fuck, I could spend hours between your legs.” I dive my tongue against her while my hands travel up her body to her breasts where I play with her nipples.

Rolling.

Teasing.

Tugging.

She moans even louder as her body starts to tense.

“I want you coming on my tongue. I want you coming all over my goddamn face.” I bury my mouth even more between her legs, lapping up every ounce of her pleasure, while her orgasm builds and builds.

“Oh fuck, Halsey. Oh God. I’m . . . I’m right there.”

I bear down, flicking my tongue so rapidly that I can barely breathe, and when she’s just about to come, I pull away and press two fingers inside her.

“Oh . . . God,” she groans as I scoop my fingers inside and against her G-spot. Her eyes fly open. Her legs shoot out as her hands grip the sheets. “Fuck . . . ahhhh,” she yells, and it’s the most gorgeous fucking thing I’ve ever seen.

I move her legs open again, continue to scoop upward, and finish her off with my tongue, licking her until she screams my name in ecstasy and falls over the edge, her orgasm ripping through her entire body and making her convulse beneath me.