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Last on the List (Wait With Me #5)(59)

Author:Amy Daws

“Because I can’t fucking control myself when you suck me like that.” My voice is guttural, and I don’t mean it to be an insult, so I pause and make eye contact with her. “You’re too good.”

A pleased smirk teases her swollen lips as I find a condom and roll it on. She shimmies out of her shorts, and I take a moment to relish her naked body perched on the edge of the bed. It’s just…perfect.

I drop between her legs and spread her thighs apart. “Cassandra, you have…a beautiful body.”

She scoffs and playfully shoves me. “Oh, my God, stop.”

“Never,” I state, my eyes roving over every inch—every peak, every valley, every soft corner, every dimple. Cassandra’s curves are fucking luxury. It’s like I’ve been dining on cheese and crackers my whole life, and now I’m being treated to a five-course fucking feast.

My cock pulses with a need to claim her body while I hungrily growl against her chest, “How have I kept my hands off you this long, sweet cheeks?”

“Well, I am the nanny,” she deadpans, and those sinful words make my balls ache in the most devious way. This is so naughty and wrong, but it’s all of that that makes it feel so fucking right.

My hands run up her calves, palming the flesh of her thighs when I reach them. The way her body flexes from my touch ratchets my heartbeat further. I can see her arousal with my face level with her pussy, and I grunt like a fucking animal, knowing I’m the one who’s turned her on.

“We better make this sin worth it then.” I dip my head to suck the inside of her leg and glance up to find her lips slightly parted, reminding me of where my cock was mere moments ago, snapping the little control I have left.

She lets out a yelp of surprise as I bite down hungrily before shoving her backward to bury my face between her legs. The moment my tongue spears her sex, my mouth is flooded with her sweetness. I groan in satisfaction, pulling her thighs up around my shoulders so I can work her over deeper.

I flatten my tongue and drag it slowly along the length of her center, growling deep into her folds as she coats my chin. She tastes like pineapple and fucking sex, and my dick throbs in wanting agony.

She covers her face with her hands and moans, “Oh, my God.”

My spine tingles, watching her stomach contract each time I swipe my tongue over her clit. The rise and fall of her breasts aren’t enough. I need to see her. I need her to see me. I stop my work for a second and squeeze her hips. “You gotta watch me, sweet cheeks. Watch me fuck you with my tongue.”

Her head lifts as she gazes down at me with her lips parted and eyes full of desire. Slowly, I raise a finger to her mouth and love how she knows exactly what I want from her, sucking my digit past the knuckle, flicking her tongue over the tip as if it’s my cock.

I begin to pull out and she nips me, causing my cock to flex heavily between her legs. She watches as I lower my hand to her center once more.

I plunge a finger into her wet pussy, my forearm flexing as I pump into her, staring at her wet lower lips with undiluted lust. I dip my head to suck on her clit, my tongue laving aggressively at the tight bundle of nerves as her ass rises off the bed. Her thighs tighten around my ears and muffle her sexy noises.

She needs to come. I need her to come. Vigorously, I attack her slit while fucking her with my finger, feeling her body tighten as she gets closer.

I glance up to see that her head has fallen back again. That will not do. I reach up and tweak one of her nipples. “Eyes on me.”

She looks down at me again as I thrust a second finger inside her and crook my digits upward to stroke her G-spot. She damn near levitates off the bed as she slices her hands into my hair, telling me without words not to stop.

“Max,” she breathes my name out with a sharp cry as her legs begin to quake.

“Watch yourself come on my hand,” I groan, nearly coming undone as I start finger-fucking her faster and faster. Her hips grind into me as I dip my head and flick my tongue in circles over her nub, staring up at her the whole time.

In seconds, her pussy clenches around me as she lets out a soundless scream, her face contorting in ecstasy as her body shudders on the bed.

“Fuck, Cassandra,” I growl, my fingers feeling like they’re trapped in a vise grip as I pull them out of her.

“Jesus.” She sighs, her body going limp.

A better man would give her a moment to recover.

Tonight, I am not that man.

I stand and hook her legs over my arms, my fingers digging into her delicious ass as I lift her up and press my cock against her dripping center.

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