“Goddamn,” I breathe against her, licking her again, slower this time, deliberately gathering everything she’s soaked in.
She whimpers, one hand tangling in my hair, the other clutching the edge of the dresser behind her.Her hips twitch forward, desperate, needy for more.
I flatten my tongue and drag it from her entrance all the way up to her clit, slow enough to make her cry out.Then I circle the swollen bud once, twice—just enough to have her begging—before pulling back to look at her.
Her chest heaves.Her lips part.She looks wrecked already, and I haven’t given her everything I want.
“Not yet,” I murmur.
I press a kiss lower, then lower still, spreading her open, exposing her other secret place.My tongue traces her rim, teasing, wetting, soft at first—just enough for her to gasp and stiffen against me.
“Eddie ...”she breathes, half-shock, half-desire.
I smile against her.“Yeah, baby.Here too.”
I lick slow circles, taunting her, savoring the way her body jerks, the way her knees buckle, the way her moans grow rougher, desperate.My tongue drags lower, teasing the tight ring of muscle until she gasps, a shocked sound she can’t hold back.I toy with her there, wet and relentless, until she’s trembling—and then I push past her entrance, tongue plunging deep until she’s crying out.
Her thighs quake around my head.She clings to the dresser now, knuckles white, gasping like she can’t believe I’m doing this to her—like she can’t believe how much she needs it.
I thrust my tongue deeper, fucking her, tasting her everywhere Barret hasn’t been.Claiming the places he didn’t take tonight.Every movement of my mouth is a reminder—she’s his and mine.
Then I pull back, licking my way up again—slow, savoring, greedy—until my mouth seals over her cunt once more.I drive my tongue inside, curling it, dragging her higher with every pass.
“Did he fuck you like this?”I ask, my voice rough against her.“Tongue so deep you could barely stand?”
She shakes her head, breathless.“N-no.”
I grin against her.“Good.”
I push my tongue inside her, burying it, curling against the spot that makes her thighs tremble.I groan louder this time, lapping at it slow and greedy, savoring every drop.
She gasps, hips jerking, and I hold her still, fingers digging into her skin.“You’re dripping for him, Cleo.Fuck—” I thrust my tongue deeper, twisting, teasing.“—and now you’re dripping for me too.”
Her moans fill the room, high and desperate, her body tightening around my mouth like she’s ready to come undone.
That’s when I move my mouth to her clit and slide my hand lower.My thumb circles her clit while two fingers push inside her, slick and easy from how ruined she already is.She cries out, thighs clamping around my head, nails biting into the wood of the dresser.
I curl my fingers, stroking the spot that makes her see stars, fucking her with my hand as my mouth teases her swollen bud.Every thrust drags a new sound from her throat.
Then—because I want more, because I want all of her—I trail one finger from her pussy, wet with her arousal, and press it against her other entrance.She gasps, body jolting, but she doesn’t pull away.
I rub there slowly, teasing her, pushing just enough to make her breath break.“Yeah,” I groan, my tongue flicking over her clit, “I want you everywhere.My tongue, my fingers ...still stretched from having Barret inside you.”
I ease the finger past the tight ring, stretching her gently as my other hand works her pussy.She screams, the sound raw and shattered, body quaking under me.
I don’t let up.
I want her shaking, undone, claimed everywhere at once.
Her cries are sharp against the silence, echoing through my skin as I keep her wide open for me.My tongue flicks over her clit, steady and cruel, while my fingers curl inside her, dragging over that sweet spot again and again.
She’s so close I can feel it—the trembling in her thighs, the frantic pulse of her cunt and her ass around my fingers, the way her hand yanks at my hair like she’ll tear it out if I don’t give her what she wants.
But I don’t.
Not yet.
I pull my mouth away just enough to speak, my lips grazing her swollen flesh.“You want to come for me, Cleo?”
