Commanding Her Trust by Lili Valente Page B

to her hips. His fingers dug into the full flesh there as he began to fuck her with his mouth. In and out, in and out, he penetrated her with his swift strokes, coaxing more cream from her body.
    “Yes! So good.” Erin’s hands dropped to his head, her fingernails tunneling through his short hair and digging into his scalp.
    Blake moaned, humming against her swollen flesh, making her cry out as he moved his thumb to her nub. He circled her clit with a slow, insistent pressure even as the thrusts of his tongue grew faster, deeper. Erin’s pussy tightened around where he worked inside her and her thighs began to tremble. A glance up the landscape of her body showed her nipples were drawn into tight points and her head thrown back in prelude to ecstasy.
    She was close, so close, but he wasn’t finished with her just yet.
    Without missing a beat, Blake moved his mouth from her entrance to her clit, swirling his tongue around and around the erect bud. Two fingers took up the rhythm inside her pussy, while his thumb found the puckered ring of her ass. She was already slick from her own juices, so there was little resistance as he penetrated her, easing his thumb inside the tight hole.
    “Yes!” Erin gasped and spread her thighs even wider, giving him unimpeded access to every inch of the paradise between her legs.
    She clearly didn’t have a problem with having him fill her anywhere and everywhere. It made him ache to have his cock in her ass. Anal wasn’t his favorite way to fuck—not by a long shot—but it was the only way he hadn’t had Erin and he wanted to fuck her everywhere. He wanted to mark her mouth and her pussy and her ass, fill her up with him until she couldn’t remember any cock giving her pleasure except his.
    The thought made him impossibly harder. He wanted to explore every inch of her body and make it clear she belonged to him, would always belong to him.
    “Oh please, oh please.” Erin panted above him, eager sounds issuing from the back of her throat. “Can I come? Blake, can I—”
    “Come for me, beautiful. Come on my mouth,” he mumbled against her aroused flesh. He sucked her clit, drawing hard on the nub until Erin came with a wild cry.
    She bucked beneath him, heels digging into the mattress, pelvis lifting into the air. Blake moved his hands back to her hips, holding her still as he gently lapped away the slickness rushing down her thighs. Only when her breath began to slow and some of the tension left her muscles did he increase the pressure of his strokes once more, playing through her folds with his tongue, teasing her clit with the barest pressure.
    “I don’t know if I can go again,” she whispered, hands shaking as her fingers combed through his hair. “It was so amazing, Blake. So intense. I’m not all the way back in my body yet.”
    “You will be,” he promised, continuing his tender torment, licking and probing until Erin’s hands fisted in the sheets and her soft whimpers of arousal filled the air. Finally, her needy sounds and the smell of the fresh heat pooling between her legs was too much to resist. He needed to be inside her, needed to fuck her with all the desire coursing through his veins like a runaway train.
    Blake surged over Erin’s trembling body, positioning himself and shoving his engorged, aching cock into where she was so hot, so wet.
    “Fuck, Erin.” He groaned into her mouth, meeting her eager lips with his own, slipping his tongue between her teeth and letting her taste her own salty heat.
    She wrapped her legs around his hips and squeezed, urging him even deeper inside her welcoming sheath. “Yes! You feel so good, Blake.”
    The head of his cock bumped against the end of her and his balls fit snugly in the crack of her ass, but still Erin flexed her muscles and tilted her hips as if she couldn’t get him deep enough. Blake knew how she felt. He wanted to get closer, deeper. He wanted to share her skin, to fuse their separate bodies into one