Page 30 of Anything For You


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“Oh my God. That feels so good.”

“Just wait, darlin’. I’m going to make you feel even better.”

I pull her skirt down and off of her. A wet spot blooms on her light pink thong. A smile hooks the corner of my mouth.

Fuck, I can’t wait to taste her.

I rub my knuckle over the spot as I pull the cups of her bra down, exposing her breasts. My movements are slow, meant to drive her wild.

I hook my finger through the flimsy material of her underwear and pull it down her legs. I breathe them in before tossing them behind me.

“So many fucking things I want to do to you. But make no mistake.” I press kisses up her bare legs before hovering over her pussy. “I am going to fuck you senseless, Joey.”

“Do it,” she urges me on.

“Look at this cunt of yours.” I ignore her, dragging a finger through her folds as she squirms underneath me. “So fucking perfect and so fucking ready for me.”

“Hurry up,” she moans.

“First, you’re going to be a good girl and come on my tongue so I can enjoy the taste of you while I fuck you.”

I flick the tip of my tongue over her clit.

“Oh, yes! Do that again.” Her voice echoes around the quiet room.

My moves are deliberate as a feverish need grows inside me. I can’t wait to bury my cock inside this woman. Her taste as she rocks against my face and I move my tongue lower is fucking delicious.

So damn good, I devour her. I attack her pussy with a need I haven’t felt in a long time.

My cock is begging to be inside of her, but I wait. I wait as she sinks her fingers into my hair and pulls tight.

“Sam. Oh, Sam,” she whines.

I love how desperate she sounds. I reach down and undo the zipper on my jeans, freeing my aching cock. I give it a long, slow stroke as I push a finger inside of Joey.

Tight.

Hot.

Wet.

“Fucking perfect,” I groan.

“More.”

I don’t leave her wanting. I push two fingers inside of her and scissor them, stretching her for me.

“You’re going to be so ready for me,” I say. “Fuck, Joey. Are you going to come for me like the good girl that you are?”

“Sam.” Her fingers tighten in my hair, and it’s the only warning I have before she’s coming.

Her wetness coats my mouth and tongue and I lap up every last drop of it, like a thirsty man in the desert.

I rock back onto my heels, staring at her limp body as I wipe the remnants of her orgasm from my lips.

“I don’t think I’ve ever come so hard in my life.”

“Just wait.”