Page 197 of The Art of Almost Losing It
“So you want me to stop?”
“Um…” This time his tongue circles my pussy opening. “Weeell, I mean—”
“I want to make you fall in love with me.” The deep voice is a little muffled.
How can his mouth there—where it definitely should not be—make a girl fall head over heels for—
“Oh my fucking god.” I drop down on my elbows as that tongue wraps around my clit. “Shit, that—”
He pulls me back to him and sucks on my clit. The sensation is so deliciously vile. Like there’s a man with his mouth on my pussy eating it like chocolate cake, and suddenly I’m coming, making embarrassing, needy noises as my hips hump his mouth and nose while he licks me.
“Okay, okay.” I swallow. “That was—”
“I’m not done with you,” he growls.
There are diamonds biting into my hands as I moan, my head thrown back, his mouth between my legs. His tongue there feels better than the dildo, feels better than his fingers, feels better than his cock.
“Shit, Graham, that’s…” I moan deep within me.
He reaches up to grab my breast, kneading and pinching the nipple as his tongue licks me, dipping into my opening.
“You were really holding out on me.” My hips are jerking back. He holds my ass spread open for him. Just the image in my head—of him back there, me with my legs spread, just having my pussy licked clean—is enough for me to come again.
“Oh my god, you turned me into a slut,” I whisper. “You gonna fuck me now? Give me that big, huge cock?”
He ignores me. His thumbs part my ass higher.
“I want your cum in my ass,” I whimper.
“God, I really ruined you, didn’t I.” His breath is hot, then I feel his mouth there. And I’m moaning.
“Oh, you really can’t… that… oh my god, that feels so good.”
His mouth is hot and wet with my pussy juices as he eats my ass. It’s way different from taking his cock, and I can’t take it—it feels too good. I come with his fingers on my clit and his tongue dipping in my ass.
“Oh man, that was crazy.” I’m breathing hard. “Wow, you’re good at that.” I reach back to pat him. “What happens now?”
“Now you fall in love with me.”
“Too late,” I moan. “Fuck me,” I beg him, pushing back up on my hands, my knees still splayed.
Then his fingers are where his tongue was—oil-slick as he presses a finger into me, then another. A low moan escapes from me. My knees tremble as he adds a third finger, getting me nice and ready to take his cock.
I’m salivating thinking about his hot cum filling me up. My pussy still feels like it’s on fire from his tongue, and I’m so loose and wet from the pleasure of him. It feels like heaven when his cock slides into me.
“Oh, Graham,” I moan, rocking as he takes me slowly, powerfully. “I’ll never let any other man fuck me.”
“Yeah.”
“I’ll only take your cock. Only want your cock. Make me yours. Give me your cum,” I pant as he speeds up, fucking me harder. I arch my back as his hips thrust that hard cock deep inside of me. “I’m your little cum slut, Daddy.”
“Fuck yeah, you are.”
“Daddy, I’ll only take your cum. Give it to me. I want you to fill me up,” I beg him. “Give me your cum. I want you to fill me up. Oh, oh, oh my—”
His fingers are suddenly on my clit, making me come as he spills white-hot inside of me. He rubs my ass as he slowly draws out of me while I let out a long, quiet moan.
I wrap my arms around him. I want to kiss him. I lean forward to catch his mouth, and he turns his head away.
