Page 127 of Filthy Beautiful
His gorgeous face…
I watched him… what he was doing to me. I could hardly believe hismouthwas on mypussy. He kinda growled as he licked me with long, wet, lustful strokes of his tongue, and he definitely wasn’t shy about it.
Nope.
The warmth he was stoking in my body quickly spiked to infernal heat as I stared at him. It felt like I was blushing all over.
His eyes met mine, and fire erupted in my belly. Electricity shot through my core, through my limbs. I tried to relax, but I couldn’t. My whole body was tense, hyper-tuned to this amazing thing that was happening to me as I rocked my hips a bit, getting used to it.
He had the little diamond stud in his nose, and his slight beard kept rubbing the soft, sensitive skin of my thighs… He looked so goddamn hot… so fuckingdangerousdown there.
So fuckingamazing.
I’d never felt like a bad girl before. But right now…? Naked on my bed, with my legs spread wide and my pussy dripping on Xander’s tongue?
I felt bad, naughty, dirty… and totally fucking incredible.
He ravaged me, licking and sucking, making loud, wet noises, and I could barely keep up. He stabbed his tongue right inside me with a growl and I just about screamed, it felt so raw and so perfect… and so deliciouslysexy.
The second time he did it, he wriggled his tongue around inside and I just about died.
Yes. Fuckingyesss.
This was the most amazing thingever.
I seriously couldn’t believe it was happening…
I started grinding my hips against him, meeting the strokes of his tongue. I kept watching him down there, and it was the most filthy/beautiful thing I’d ever seen.
Orfelt…
He rubbed me up and down with the flat of his tongue and pretty much rode me with his face, and I kept grinding my hips into it so hard that we somehow worked ourselves right across the bed… I didn’t even notice until my head and shoulders were hanging off and I couldn’t hold my head up anymore to watch him.
Blood rushed to my head. My mouth was open and I was crying out. His hands moved to grip my thighs with a bruising intensity as he spread me open and held me there, so I wouldn’t just slide right off the bed.
“Oh God… Oh yeah…that.” I just kept moaning and gasping and begging for more.
He groaned and growled as he ate me alive. “Yeah, baby…” he murmured, and the rumble of his voice shot ripples of pleasure through me. “You gonna come on my face?”Holy Christ.It was like a vibrator. With a warm, wet, demonic tongue. And a beard. And a voice like pure, dripping sex.
“Oohhhh… aaahhhh…”
My clit was humming with pleasure, and yeah… I was totally gonna come.
I kept my hands buried in his hair, holding onto him with a death grip. Hanging off the bed, upside-down… I sounded like a porn star, and I didn’t even know what the fuck I was doing. All the sounds were just falling out of my mouth.
Nothing had ever, ever felt this good.
And then… it got better. He sucked on my clit, growling a little as he did it, so the feeling vibrated right through me. My pussy squeezed, aching to be filled.
I’d never wanted to be fucked so badly.
“Yeah, Courteney…” he groaned, like he knew exactly what I was feeling. What he was doing to me.
He licked my clit again in that forceful, aggressive rhythm, and every last nerve in my core came alive with the electricity of his touch. The pleasure and the heat spiraled into a tight knot of tension… right under his tongue.
I cried out, whimpering. Tears were forming at the corners of my eyes. The intensity of this… the bittersweet agony. I wanted him so fucking bad… and now, I could finally feel his hunger for me—all over my pussy. It felt like he was feasting on me, like he was starving for me.
And yet, he wasn’t taking me. He was giving me all the pleasure I’d ever dreamed of… and then some.
