Rich Player (The Dirty Thirty Pledge 3)

And I devour her pussy. The best fucking breakfast. Happy birthday to me. I make a mental note to thank Brennan for not letting me stay at First Shot yesterday. Without him, I wouldn’t have my mouth buried in this perfect cunt. She’s so wet she’s dripping into my mouth, and my dick rises again in a salute.

She tastes sweet and sharp and rich, and the fact that she’s aroused beyond belief is not lost on me. Having my balls in her mouth turned her on. Hell, she might even be wetter than when I first got her into bed last night. If that’s what gets her this wet and aroused, she can suck my balls any day of the goddamn week. Every morning. We’ll make it a task she can’t leave the bed before completing—if I were ever going to see her again.

“Glenn,” she gasps. “You don’t have to—oooh.” Her hands land on the headboard, and she’s moaning as I graze my teeth across her clit. No edging for us this morning. We’re going straight to the end zone and not looking back.

I grab her ass and pull her onto me, finding her entrance with my lips and licking deep. She spasms above me and I can barely contain my smile. I like feeling her shudder as I fuck her with my tongue before licking back up to her clit and back down. I like the slick feel of her, knowing that it’s all for me.

“Yes,” she breathes. “Yes. Please. Pleasepleaseplease.”

Absolutely. I seal my mouth over her clit and suck. I’m relentless, using my tongue to stroke her and never stopping, even for a second.

Diamond’s begging dissolves into nothing but moans, keening as she starts to shake. I can feel her thighs quivering and I pull harder, drive her higher, enjoying the sound of her voice breaking as she goes over the edge, body jerking out of her control. She grinds against my lips, fucking my mouth, taking her pleasure. I don’t let go.

Even when she’s falling out of the orgasm, I keep sucking, liking the little spasms and aftershocks I can feel. Any man who claims he doesn’t like eating out a woman is either a pussy or a goddman liar. There are few things better than knowing you can wreck someone with your mouth.

She collapses beside me in a heap, taking deep breath after deep breath. “Why are you so good at that?”

I raise an eyebrow. “Lots and lots of practice.”

“Ugh, I don’t want to know that!” she says, tossing a pillow at me, but she’s smiling. I catch the pillow and pounce, rolling over her so that she’s underneath me. She’s soft and utterly female. Gorgeous. My dick was already hard again. The feel of her makes it harder.

Like I said last night, this rule is made to be broken.

She’s staring up at me, and I’m staring at her. I need to move and get a condom, but I can’t. Not yet. I like the way she feels pressed up against me too much.

Her lips are swollen from blowing me, and she’s completely flushed from her orgasm. She’s so fucking kissable, and I can’t resist. Not just because she’s gorgeous and I’m about to have a great time fucking her, but because Diamond is fun to kiss.

I was too drunk to think about that last night, but she kisses me back perfectly. Lips and teeth and tongue pulling me in and pushing me out and challenging me. They make me want to conquer her lips, but we’re only ever in a stalemate. I try harder, and so does she.

“Glenn,” she says, breaking the kiss. “You’d better be planning to fuck me right now.”

I laugh. I’ve never met someone like her. Most of the women I’ve been with don’t want to say what they want. They want to make sure that you’re happy and that they’re not an inconvenience. I like that she says what she wants. I like that I can tease her.

“I was,” I say, smirking. “But now that you’ve said it, I’m not sure I can.”

She wraps her arm around my neck and pulls me to her. Those perfect breasts are pressed against my chest and it’s making me so hard that I ache. “Your cock. In my cunt. Right. Now.”

“Let me grab a condom,” I say, rolling off the bed and finding one in my suitcase. I swear that I’ve never put a condom on so fast in my entire life. When I turn around, Diamond is looking at me. Her eyes lazily drift over my body, and she smiles slowly.

I smile back.

Crawling up her body, I drag my lips across her skin. Tasting her again, teasing her nipples, the same gorgeous shade of pink as her lips. I could spend days exploring every inch and crevice, finding the little unknown spots that make her gasp and moan. And then I reach her actual lips, and I kiss her deep as I thrust in, taking her in one brutal stroke.