Page 44 of Mountain Pine
I arch an eyebrow. “I’m not about to bark like a dog.”
Lies. I absolutely would if she asked. Hell, I’d commit murder if she wanted me to.
“I would never ask you to bark like a dog, Conner.” She huffs a nervous laugh.
I fold my hands in my lap and give her patience. Does she think I’m weak on my knees like this? Does it turn her off? Turn her on? Is she uncomfortable?
Keeping my tone steady and sure, I ask, “What would you like me to do?”
She bites her lip. Her eyes dart to the bed and then the window. “Make me come with your mouth again.”
Well, well, well. Looks like someone enjoys my tongue tricks. “Get on the bed and spread your legs.”
I might be in the role of giving her everything she wants, but I’m also the man who is in control.When Taylor stumbles backwards and plops down on the bed, I wait on my knees for her to finish obeying my order.
“Spread your legs,” I say again, reminding her what she’s supposed to do.
My girl’s robe falls open as her thighs spread wider.
Maintaining eye contact, I crawl over to her. Settling between her thighs, I growl like a wolf. Then I lick her pussy with a long, lazy drag of my hot tongue. “How many times do you want to come?”
She stutters a number that I’m sure she thinks is crazy. “F-five.”
I once heard her complain to Grace, just a few months ago, that she can’t come more than once. They were comparing head game and Dean’s an eater like me. Austin, it seemed, didn’t have much of an appetite, shall we say.
“Never mind,” she says in a rush. “That’s stupid. I can’t even—”
“Shut up and let me devour you.” Without wasting more time, I dive in and tongue-fuck Taylor until her arousal is smeared all over my face. Her cunt tastes sweet and tart and my god when she gyrates hard against my mouth with her first climax, I think she splits my lip.
Hallelujah. This day could not get any better.
I lap her up and give her clit all the attention it deserves until she detonates again. Then I tease slowly, sliding my tongue in an out of her pussy obsessively. Meticulously. Her thighs quiver. She’s making a lot of sounds and pants like she’s the one doing any work here.
“Roll over.”
Taylor whimpers and does what she’s told.
I eat it from the back and make her come again. This time she screams my name. It’s the best thing in the world, too. Way better than I imagined. Her fourth and fifth orgasms take much longer to arrive. But I’m in no rush. I’ll eat her until my tongue falls off.
Not once did I use my fingers either.
This was all mouth magic.
Once I’ve wrung the fifth one out of her sweet body, I kiss her cunt and lean back, relaxing on my knees again. “How was that for you?”
“Holy shit.” Taylor’s face remains pressed against her bedding as she catches her breath. “I think I just drooled all over my comforter.”
“How’s your planet alignment?”
“Chakras,” she pants. “Not planets.”
“The fact that you can still correct me says I didn’t make you come hard enough.” I flip her over and go down on her again. It’s a good twenty-minutes of her fighting for her life before she finally devolves into a ragged, sweaty, crying mess again. The bonus round of that sixth orgasm has my pride all kinds of swollen.
“That’s my good girl,” I say, kissing up her body so I can capture her mouth with mine.
“Holy crap.” She clutches her heart. “I think my BPMs are in the thousands.”
I lay beside her like a lazy cat, preening from my good work.
