“Pretty please fuck me, break me, use me, destroy me. I belong to you, Patterson. My pussy is yours. So, please make me come so many times that I forgetyourname. Can I have you?”
I nod.
She feeds my cock past her lips and into her mouth and throat. I watch every inch disappear into the wet heat of her. I don’t thrust, don’t move at all, just let her take me at her ownpace while her tongue works the underside of my shaft. She gags slightly when I hit the back of her throat, but she doesn’t pull away. I fist her hair tighter because I need something to hold on to as she takes me even deeper.
She moans around my cock, and the vibration shoots straight up my spine. I let her work me for another minute, watching her cheeks hollow and her eyes water, before I pull out slowly. A string of spit connects her swollen lips to my tip, and I swipe my thumb through it, pressing it back into her mouth and watching her suck it clean.
“Get up,” I command, and she does.
She rises on shaky legs, and I spin her around so her back is to me. I slide the champagne-colored robe from her shoulders, letting the silk fall to a puddle at her feet. I run my palms up her bare sides. She shivers under my touch, and I take my time exploring her body; the dip of her waist, the flare of her hips, the softness of her stomach. I’ve waited years to touch her like this, and I’m not going to rush it now.
She gasps.
“Do you like how that feels?” The words come out before I can stop them, rough against her ear.
“Yes,” she whispers.
My hands find her large breasts, cupping them, testing their weight. Her nipples are already hard, and I roll them between my fingers, pinching enough to make her gasp and arch into my palms. She’s so responsive; it’s almost too easy. Every touch causes uncontrollable sounds to release from her.
I let one hand drift lower while the other stays on her breast, and I trail down her flat stomach to the heat between her thighs. When my fingers slide through her slick folds, she groans with anticipation.
“This wet already?” I circle her clit, then pull away to hear her whimper. “We’ve barely started.”
“You do this to me,” she confesses.
I reward her with two fingers sinking inside, and she clenches around me immediately, her walls gripping tight like she’s trying to pull me deeper. I curl my fingers and find that spot inside her, the one that makes her body jerk, and I press against it while my thumb works her clit.
“You’re going to come for me several times tonight,” I tell her, pumping my fingers in a steady rhythm. “And then I’m going to fuck you until you can’t walk straight. Understand?”
She nods frantically, and I pick up the pace, fucking her with my fingers while she moans against the wall. Her hips rock back to meet each thrust, and I can feel her getting close, feel the way her thighs are starting to shake and her pussy is fluttering around my fingers. And then I pull away.
Kendall turns and stares at me. “What are you doing? I was close.”
I smirk. “I’m aware.”
“Why did you stop?” She gives me the dirtiest look, and I step forward until her back presses against the wall.
Kendall’s skin is flushed, from her cheeks to her chest. Her nipples are hard, and her thighs are pressed together, like she’s trying to create friction. The sight of her naked and wanting in front of me is something I’ll remember for a lifetime.
I drop to my knees, ready to worship her.
Her eyes widen because she wasn’t expecting this. But I need to fully taste her, and I’m done waiting.
I hook one of her legs over my shoulder and spread her open before I lean in and drag my tongue across her clit.
She’s soaked, basically dripping for me. Her arousal coats my chin on the first lick, and I groan against her because she tastes so damn sweet. Her hands fly to my hair and grip tight. I pin her against the wall with one forearm across her stomach while I feast on her.
“Oh God.” Her head falls back against the wall. “Oh, fuck, Patterson, that’s so goo?—”
I seal my lips around her clit and suck, and her words dissolve into a moan that bounces off the walls of her small apartment. I work her with my tongue, learning what makes her gasp and what makes her thighs clench around my head. When I slide two fingers inside her, she’s so tight and wet that I have to reach down and grip the base of my cock to take the edge off.
“You taste incredible.” I pull back enough to say it, watching her arousal glisten on my fingers. “I’m going to eat this pussy every time I see you from now on. Understand?”
“Yes.” The word comes out strangled. “Yes, anything. Please don’t stop.”
I bury my face between her legs again and fuck her with my fingers while my tongue works her clit. Her moans get louder and more desperate. Her hips roll against my face, and I can feel her getting close as her walls start to flutter around my fingers.
“Come in my mouth,” I tell her. “Let me taste it.”
