Page 130 of Devious Love

And that’s when I retract my hand, splaying it on the mattress between us.

“Why did you stop?” she asks, her voice shaking.

“Because I need you to say it,” I murmur. “I need you to tell me it’s what you want.”

She sinks her teeth into her bottom lip, brow furrowed as she searches my face. It’s like she’s waiting for me to change my mind.

I don’t. I just smirk and move my hand away from her body.

“I can’t,” she says.

“Then go to sleep, Little Mayhem.”

I roll onto my back, eyes fixed on the ceiling, and count.One, two, three, four, five…

The sheets rustle softly as she slips closer to me. And then she’s straddling me.

Our eyes hook on each other, and the already thick air sparks with electricity.

Such a needy girl…

I grip her hips, the sensation so familiar yet so brand new. “I’ll give you anything you want; just say it.” I dig my fingers into her thighs, adding more pressure. “Say it, baby.”

She swallows thickly, her chest rising and falling rapidly. “Please.”

Good enough. I cup the back of her neck and pull her to me. Our mouths connect in a passionate, languid kiss.

She grinds her center over my thighs, and I snap, flipping us over so she’s on her back. She gasps when I yank her shorts off and whimpers when I drag her tee over her head.

Fully naked and not the least bit shy, Mia props herself on her elbows.

I hover over her, drinking her in. My fingers are trembling with the desire to touch her, to take everything she’ll give, but I don’t want to rush. Not tonight.

So, I flop onto my back and pull her over me, twisting her around until her pussy is right where I want it to be—over my mouth. She gasps, bracing herself with her hands on my thighs. This position might be one of my favorites, but I chose it because it leaves her room to decide whether she wants to do more than let me take care of her.

The moment my tongue makes contact with her center, she whimpers. I suck her clit into my mouth and release it again and again as she moans softly, not moving, relishing in the sensation.

“God, you taste so good.” I lap her up to drive my point home.

When she drags her nails down my stomach to the waistband of my sweatpants, my cock jolts. And when she slips a hand inside and grasps my shaft, slowly pumping me, I groan and suck her clit harder.

She claws at my skin, whimpering when she can’t get my sweats past my hips. I lift them, and she quickly strips me down to nothing. When her warm mouth closes around my cock, myvision blurs. The sensation is even better than a ride on my motorcycle.

While I lick and suck, moving my tongue all over her sweet pussy, she works me over, gasping for air anytime she takes my cock too deep.

“Just like that, baby,” I coo when she gags on my dick again.

I find the rhythm she used to love, and when she starts twerking her ass, I know she’s chasing her orgasm. She rides my face as I double my efforts, fucking her with my tongue and my lips.

“Oh…God…” She moans, her breathing ragged. “I’m so close…”

My grip on her hips tightens; my tongue is relentless. The way she rides my face makes me want to do it again and again and again.

“Fuck, I’m coming,” she moans, and then her mouth is back on my dick.

She comes like that, and I let her ride out her orgasm, keeping with the pace I’ve set. With one hand on my shaft, she swirls her tongue around my crown. I come too, spilling myself inside her mouth. It’s even more perfect than I remember, a thousand times better than it was in my dreams.

Sheis a dream. My every fucking fantasy.