Chapter 33
Poppy
As soon as I fall back on the bed, Nick doesn’t waste any time.
He drags his tongue over my aching pussy. My eyes roll back and I’m making all sort of noises I didn’t know I was capable of making.
It’sinsanehow good he is with his mouth.
I should have known though. He’s an incredible kisser and very skilled with his hands. Of course he’d be dynamite with his tongue too.
He groans as he licks me again. A fizzy feeling swoops up my chest, almost like I’m overwhelmed at how much he’s enjoying this—how much he’s enjoyingme.
I think about the look on his face when he saw me naked—how his gaze turned sharp and hungry. How hard his dick was at the sight of me.
He groans as he runs his tongue over me, and I moan. He’s worshipping me with his mouth and tongue and dick and hands. It’s the most incredible feeling.
Gently, he flicks his tongue over my clit. I cry out.
Pleasure simmers through my entire body. I’m burning up. My pussy is aching, and I’m on the verge of coming again already.
I tug a hand through his thick, messy hair, then press his face against me.
He lets out a rough, satisfied sound. “So needy for my tongue,” he murmurs.
“Sorry.” I let out a breathy laugh, a little embarrassed at how desperate I am.
He leans up and looks at me as he kisses my thighs. “Don’t be sorry. I love it when you grind on my face. It’s the sexiest thing in the world.”
He swirls his tongue over and over my clit again, and it’s not long before my entire body is shaking, on the edge of release. Heat pools between my legs. The pressure inside of me builds and builds to that inevitable point of no return.
A minute later, I come hard with a scream. I thrash against the bed as orgasm hurtles through me. All my muscles tense, and it feels like my entire body is on fire.
My brain goes offline completely. I can’t form a single thought. The pleasure is too much.
When I finally start to come down, I peer down at Nick. He’s looking at me with the smuggest, cockiest grin on his face.
“That didn’t take long,” he says. Gently, he thumbs my clit. “I think you can give me one more.”
I shiver at how sensitive I am right now. It almost hurts…but I’m still so turned on…
“I…I’m not sure I can…” I say, breathless.
“You can. And you will.”
The rough growl of his voice makes my pussy tighten.Oh. I think I like it when Nick tells me what to do in bed.
“You’re gonna give me one more orgasm, Poppy. And then one more after that.”
I open my mouth to protest, but he pins me with his sharp, fiery gaze and shakes his head.
“I don’t wanna hear anything out of you other than moans and screams. Understand?”
My chest squeezes, and my skin tingles at the shock of him being so bossy.Insanely hot.
My pussy tightens even more. When he runs his tongue over my aching clit, it’s not long at all before I’m coming once more, after just a couple of minutes.
I give him exactly what he wants—moans and screams. They’re the only sounds I’m able to make because I’m so overstimulated. All I can do is lie on the bed and thrash when yet another orgasm claims me.
