Avenging Angel (Pounding Hearts 5)

Gasping, she looks up as I shove my pants off my hips and push everything to the floor.

She glances down at my throbbing cock and back up to my face. “Completely?”

“Without reservation,” I say, and then sink to my knees between her thighs.

I wanted to taste her so badly last night, but I couldn’t keep a grip on my self-control. I was unhinged, unable to fight the desire to stake my claim.

Unable to keep my shit together when she stroked me dangerously close to release.

I can control myself tonight, just enough to take the time to do what I’ve been thinking about doing every time I look at her thighs.

Spreading her legs, I start kissing her stomach, my tongue circling around and dipping into her bellybutton.

“What are you doing?!” she nearly shrieks and starts pushing at my head.

“I’m tasting you. Last night was too damn fast,” I say with a grin.

“No way! You can’t do that!”

She pushes at me again, but I don’t budge.

“Oh yes the fuck I can. You haven’t figured it out yet, but you’re mine completely, and that means you’ve got to take it when I want to give you pleasure. Now relax and let me get back to tasting you,” I order.

“But… I’ve never…” she starts to protest only to stop and freeze up when I dip my head back down.

Finally, I let myself experience the taste I’ve been craving all my damn life. Craving and didn’t even know it.

My tongue swipes her from the bottom of her wet pussy lips up to her little clit.

Fuck, she tastes so damn good. She tastes like fucking heaven.

“Never what?” I nearly rasp, pausing only long enough to savor her sweetness.

Looking down at me with wide eyes, she seems to struggle to speak before she finally gasps out, “Never had that…”

“Man, guys are fucking stupid,” I say before taking another swipe at her delicious pussy.

It’s not enough though to just slide my tongue through her lips and flick it at her clit. I don’t want to just sample her, I want to fucking devour her and ruin her for any other man.

Grabbing her by the hips, I hold her in place and use all of my mouth to show her what’s she been missing without me in her life.

Lapping, flicking, and sucking, I feel like I’m turning into a fucking starving beast that’s attacking her, but I just can’t get enough.

Can’t get enough of her taste.

Can’t get enough of her hands tugging at my hair.

Can’t get enough of her juices as she finally shudders and comes against my mouth.

She cries out, “Fuck,” as my mouth locks down on her clit and sucks up every drop.

Half-crazed with my need of her, I can’t stop until she begs me to stop.

I have to physically pry myself away from her in order to get to my feet.

Eyes closed, Bree is spread out on the bed. Her breasts rising and falling with her pants.

Staring down at her, I’m nearly overwhelmed with the urge to feel those breasts crushed against my chest.