Page 166 of Stay Wild Darlin’

I knelt between her thighs, hands greedy on her flesh as I pushed them even wider. My gaze was locked between her legs, mouthwatering, cock pulsing. I flattened my tongue over her clit, and she cried out, arching off the blanket, fists gripping at nothing.

Her pussy was fucking drenched, and I couldn’t get enough. I dragged my tongue up through her slit, circling her clit, then diving lower to spread her open wider with my fingers and tongue. I spit on her, letting it dribble down, mixing with her slick, and sucked her clit back into my mouth with a wet slurp that drew a throaty moan from her.

“Fuck, baby—this pussy,” I growled, dragging my tongue flat and slow over her clit before flicking fast and dirty. “She’s crying for me.”

I slid two fingers in with no resistance and curled them, angling until I hit that soft, spongy spot inside, and pressed hard.

Her back bowed. “Dalton⁠—”

“That’s it,” I rasped, slapping her clit lightly with my tongue, again and again, the filthy smack, smack, smack of it echoing off the walls. “Gimme it. Come for me. Soak my goddamn face.”

Her body vibrated. “I-I can’t. That was so embarrassing last time. I⁠—”

I pulled back just enough to snarl. “No. Fuck that. That was the hottest thing I’ve ever fucking felt in my life.”

She looked at me, wide-eyed, lips parted, and I crawled up enough to kiss her soaked cunt before growling, “You think I didn’t love it? I worshipped it. I want to drown in your pussy. Paint my face. Come so hard you lose your fucking voice.”

She whimpered, thighs already trembling, pussy fluttering around my fingers.

“I need it,” I begged, pumping my fingers faster, rougher, my mouth back on her clit. “Drench me. Give me that fucking mess. Let go. Now.”

She snapped.

Her whole body jolted, a strangled moan ripping from her chest as her release gushed out in hot, frantic pulses, first a thick splash across my chin, then another, and another, each spurt more desperate than the last.

It soaked my cheeks, sprayed across my mouth, my tongue. It didn’t stop. It poured from her, rhythmically, every clench of her cunt shooting another gush.

“Fuck, that’s it,” I groaned, eyes fluttering shut as I opened my mouth wider.

I caught everything she gave me. It splashed on my tongue, and I swallowed it down, then dragged my tongue through her slit, lapping up the flood like it was sacred.

She was still coming—hips jerking, thighs quaking—every pulse of her pussy leaking more into my mouth, onto my lips, down my throat. The taste of her was intoxicating. It was a mixture of saltiness and sweetness.

I licked her clean, tongue tracing the mess dripping down her thighs. I kissed the inside of her knee, then shoved my face right back into her cunt, slurping up everything she spilled until there was nothing left.

She whimpered, half sobbing, trying to catch her breath.

I leaned in and licked her face, wanting us both to be bathed in her juices. I wasn’t even close to being done.

“Get up,” I growled as I stood and wiped my chin with the back of my hand. “On your knees.”

She blinked through the haze, breathless, but she obeyed without question—my good girl—rising slowly, shakily, but God, was she beautiful, kneeling like she was offering herself.

“Your turn,” I rasped, wrapping a hand around the base of my cock and guiding it toward her mouth.

Her tongue peeked out and tasted the bead of arousal at my tip, and I groaned, fisting her hair and rocking forward.

“Good fucking girl,” I hissed as she wrapped her lips around the head and sucked, cheeks hollowing, spit already dribbling from the corners of her mouth. “Fuck, look at you. Taking me so pretty. Suck me.”

She moaned, sloppy and eager, bracing her hands on my thighs and bobbing her head, her throat flexing as she swallowed me inch by inch. The sound of her sucking echoed through the room. Her spit ran down my cock, pooling at the base, and I didn’t care. I wanted her messy. Needed her messy.

“You’re gonna make me come down your throat— fuck— you want that, don’t you?”

She nodded, eyes watering, taking me deeper.

I was close. So fucking close.

I gripped her jaw and popped her off with a wet gasp, her lips glistening, cheeks flushed.