‘That’s it.’ I’m muffled against her soaked, fucking delicious cunt, but I know she hears me. Ifeelher hear me. ‘Take what you need.’
She’s not in control anymore. She’s learning how to enjoy being eaten out. And I let her ride my tongue like I was built for it.
Because maybe I fucking was.
Her hips roll. Faster. Feral. Chasing it.
‘Ah! Oh god! Brodie…’ Breathless. Raw. ‘I…I can’t—’
I haul her against my mouth, devour her, flick my tongue in that way that makes her legs shake.
Then I come up for air. ‘You’re gonna lose it for me now, Charlie. Right on my face.’
I yank her back down, mouth open, hungry, and suck her swollen clit like I’ve got a goddamn death wish. Lick fast, hard, deep. Until she jerks like she’s been lit from inside.
And she breaks.
A long whimper rips from her chest as she comes apart right in my mouth.
It’s the best fucking thing that has ever happened to me.
I thoughtsheneeded this.
But nowIneed her needing it.
She’s still high on it. Her knees are splayed over my shoulders, and I feel the aftershocks in the little tremors of her legs, the way she flutters around nothing. I trail my mouth up her stomach and down again, the taste of her thick on my tongue.
I reach where she’s dripping for me, tease her oversensitive pulse point just to hear that strangled little wail, like she’s embarrassed to want it that much. Because she doesn’t know how to stop herself anymore.
Good.
Neither do I.
‘Charlie,’ I murmur against her belly button, scraping my teeth over warm skin. ‘You ready for me to fuck you, baby?’
‘Yes… Brodie. Yes!’
She reaches for me and wriggles down my body, tries to grab me like she needs me inside her now, now, now.
And Christ, do I want to fill her up, let her feel just how far gone I am.
I’m so fucking hard I’m about to burst.
I reach for my wallet from my bag beside the bed, and fish out a condom. Last one. Haven’t stocked up since I gave up on casual fucks.
I rip the foil open and slide it over my rock-hard length. ‘You told me to “glove up”. Here we go.’
A sharp inhale. And then she giggles, rolls onto her back and tugs me down with her, fisting my hair as she shoves her mouth against mine in a bruising, frenzied kiss. She’s trying to devour me whole, to make me feel everything she’s allowing herself to feel.
‘Now, Charlie.’ I murmur low against her chin. ‘Open up for me.’
I pull her shorts and soaked thong down her legs, then off completely.
And fuck.
I take a moment to look at her.
She’s sprawled out in front of me, hair a goddamn mess, pupils wide, skin shimmering in the dim glow of the streetlight outside. Her legs are spread, inner thighs pink from my beard. She’s got the prettiest fucking cunt I’ve ever seen. Plump, flushed, with a soft strip of caramel-blonde hair.
