Realization had her eyes flaring. “You can buy me more.”
“Damn straight,” I grated out,lovingthat answer becausenaturalmentishe could afford her own now, but what was the point of having me if I didn’t buy her everything she wanted?
And destroyed…
I reached into the holster I wore and pulled out a dagger. Taking note of the way her chest heaved, I slid the blade along the taut fabric, making sure that I didn’t catch her.
When the fabric loosened, she sagged bonelessly into the cabinet behind her, and I knew myducihad unearthed a new kink.
That, however, was for another day.
I laid the dagger to the side, taking note of how she whimpered when I ran the butt through her folds first, then stroked my thumbs along her now-bared inner thighs.
“How wet are you for me,liunissa?”
Her throat bobbed. “V-Very.”
I hummed in delight before dropping to my knees. Her wide eyes followed my trajectory and I heard her breath skip as I rubbed my nose over the crease where thigh met groin.
A yelp transformed into a moan as the fabric creaked when I dragged open the hole I’d made.
“You smell so good,” I growled, ruined by how wet she was.
For me.
How many goddamn juices poured from her cunt.
For me.
“Please, Stan.” She whimpered when I darted my tongue here and there, not tasting, merely taunting.
“What do you want,duci?”
“You!”
I tutted. “Use your words.”
“‘You’ is a word!” Before I could chide her for sassing back, she screamed, “Oh, fuck, oh, fuck, oh, fuck!”
“They’re words but not the ones I want to hear.” I let the tip of my tongue circle her clit.
Her cry morphed into another gasp when I gently stroked it then lashed the small button forward and back.
Her hands grabbed my head and she tried to drag me into her, but I resisted. “Tell me what myliunissawants.”
“I want you to moan louder than when you eat a cupcake as you eat me out.”
My eyes caught hers. “Gladly. What else?”
“I want you to make me scream.”
Now that I had my orders, I licked and sucked and fucked. I didn’t eat. I devoured. I treated her like my favorite snack, because she’d become that—who needed Little Debbie when I had my Kitty’s pussy?
Pumping my tongue into her, I rubbed her clit with my nose, enjoying the way her walls tried to clutch at me.
All throughout, she whined and keened.
Music to my ears.
