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I bite my lip, but a loud moan still escapes. I have imagined…I have wanted this…

He runs his beard across my inner thigh and my legs jerk. His teeth nip at the skin.

“I’m hungry for you. Hungry to taste your sweetness until I’m full.”

He sucks on my earlobe. “And then I’ll fill you with my thick cock for dessert. I’ll pleasure you until your body is satisfied. Like that idea? Hmm?”

Heart pounding in anticipation, I nod.

“No, honey. Say it.”

“I like that idea,” I tell him.

“What do you like? What do you want? My mouth? My tongue? Want to feel my beard scratching across your swollen clit?”

“Yesssss,” I ground out.

“Then all of the above it is.” He strokes my clit with a fingertip, and my ass comes up off the table. “I want to explore inside your beautiful pussy first. Is that okay?”

“Uh huh.”

He slips a finger into me. “I could make you come using my fingers like this, but I won’t. Because my mouth will be the first part of me to have you.”

“Maverick,” I groan.

“Yes? You need something?”

I make a guttural noise when he takes my clit between two fingers and strokes it rhythmically. “Yes, I need you. This.”

“Do you want to come?”

“I doooo.”

“On my face?”

“Just let me have it.”

“I will. I’ll let you have it over and over. I’ll make your legs too weak to hold you. Then I’ll carry you and let you come again.”

He runs his beard across my pussy.

My arms tighten and I clutch his hair.

“That’s it, honey. Pull my hair. Pull me into you and thrust that pussy at me. Bring it to my mouth.”

I arch my pelvis. “Take it.”

His fingers part me and he runs his tongue from the back of my fold to the front. I don’t know what word I uttered then. I’m almost out of my mind burning with the fever he’s giving me.

His beard is better than I imagined it would be, scratching my tender flesh, heightening the sensation.

“Uhhh..” I utter when he sucks my bud between his lips. It’s so powerful…so hard to take. I squirm, moving my hips.

“Hold still, honey and you get this.” His tongue slips into me as his thumb massages my clit.

I tug his hair, urging him on. Desperate for release.

He works another finger on the bottom of my clit, and I can’t take the sensation from combined with being tongue fucked.