Page 115 of Wicked Little Darling

“Fuck,” I gasped. “You’ve done this before, haven’t you?”

He paused all movement, a look of confusion on his face. “What? No, I haven’t.”

“How is that possible?”

His brows drew tightly together. “What the fuck are you talking about?”

“A sexy little thing like you? Anyone would want that pretty face with that gorgeous butterfly, those big pouty lips. You?—”

His face got redder and redder as he glared at me. “Hey, Dakota?”

I licked my lips, my heart racing. “Yeah?”

“Be quiet.” He slid his finger deep inside me and curled it?—

An explosion of the most intense pleasure ran through my body like I’d been electrified. I shuddered as my muscles all tensed up, ecstasy flooding my brain.

Reese dragged his finger out, and, before I could even take a breath, he pushed it back in and rubbed over the same spot.

A strangled moan burst from my chest as he leaned down and licked a hard line up my cock, a small groan slipping past his lips and vibrating against my dick. I jolted beneath him, and when he wrapped those long, pretty fingers around the base of my shaft, positioning it straight up, those green-gold eyes flashed up to mine with a sinful gleam. He stuck his tongue out, held my gaze, and sucked the tip of my cock into his mouth, brushing his finger over the same spot inside me.

I lost it.

My eyes rolled back while my legs jerked, a desperate sound bursting from my chest.

Then Reese’s mouth was gone, and I sucked in a breath, looking down at him.

“Look at me,” he panted, digging his fingers into my thigh. The command and irritation in his voice was only making it harder to focus. “Don’t let your eyes roll back. I want you to come while looking into my eyes.”

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

I watched as he wrapped his lips around my cock again, his eyes fastened to mine, and that was it. My vision whited out as my legs shook and my toes curled. I moaned out a string of nonsensical words as I came in Reese’s mouth; I had no idea what I was saying as he sucked me through it, sliding one hand across my abdomen, then up to my nipple and pinching.

He licked over my sensitive crown one last time, then trailed his soft lips up my stomach, prolonging this torturous climax, sending me even higher until I was just staring up at the ceiling, not processing anything.

“Well that didn’t last long,” he said, and I could hear the smile in his voice.

I was floating on a hazy cloud of euphoria, my mind reeling at all the amazing sensations still pinging through my body, and all I could do was grunt.

“Dakota?”

“Ungh.”

“Did I break you?”

“Mmhmm.”

Fingers cupped my cheek, and I rolled my eyes open—when had they closed?—to find Reese’s face right in front of mine. His brows were drawn together in concern, hazel eyes searching mine.

I leaned forward and captured his lips, swallowing the startled noise he made. He opened eagerly, sliding his tongue along mine, sucking it into his mouth, nipping and biting at my lips. He tasted like me, and fuck that made me want to come in his mouth all over again.

I wanted him to come inmymouth.

I wanted to tastehim.

He was panting when he pulled back, lips red and swollen, glistening in the light, face flushed and eyes glassy.

He looked so devastatingly perfect that my heart felt like it was being squeezed in a clamp.