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Desire carved itself into Nick’s face.

Tallulah pulled back, letting his dick fall from her mouth. She stuck out her tongue and slapped his thick head against it before kissing and licking its underside.

His eyelids lowered, his jaw clenched, and he breathed slowly and evenly. She continued bathing him with her devotion by stroking him harder, squeezing him tighter, and slobbering on him like a starving woman.

Nick’s head fell back against the sofa. “Ah, fuck.”

Moaning, she tasted the salty droplets of his pre-cum oozing onto her tongue. She pulled back again and spat on her hand before taking hold of him.

His taste intoxicated her.

Tallulah couldn’t get enough.

She trailed her tongue along a fat, twitching vein until she found his head’s cleft and lapped at it. Then she took as much as she could until most of him disappeared into her mouth. When she pulled back with a desperate gasp, a string of spit stretched from his cock to her lips, then broke away.

“I’m so proud of you, baby,” she panted.

The movie’s volume nearly drowned out her voice, but she knew he heard her as clear as day. Because the moment she said those six little words, a feral greediness burned bright in his eyes.

Tallulah slipped a hand between her legs, underneath her nightgown, and inside her panties. Her fingertips found slippery wetness. She rubbed her achy clit in tight, little circles.

Nick captured her chin, forcing her to rise up on her knees.

He leaned down. “Don’t you think I deserve a taste?”

She pulled out her glistening fingers. He grabbed her wrist, slipping her two slick digits into his mouth. He suckled them clean, groaning.

“Come here,” Nick ordered, his voice gruff and absolute.

He let go of her.

Tallulah’s breath hitched in her throat, and a heavenly rush poured through her. Her heart throbbed in her chest. She loved it when he got like this. She considered defying him, just to push him a little more over the edge, but tonight, she’d obey.

She climbed up, straddling his lap.

Nick pulled a purple satin pouch with a gold drawstring from his trousers pocket. He dangled it in front of her face, wanting her to take it.

Tallulah obliged him and opened it, turning it upside down so that its contents fell into her empty palm. The wheels in her hazy brain churned.

She held a clit vibrator. The gold-plated side was mostly flat with a slight curve and had a button, while the bean-shaped plum-purple silicone side had a protruding hole.

Now, she understood why Nick had taken so long upstairs.

A delicious shudder rattled through her as his hands stroked her thighs. “You know what to do.”

Tallulah tossed aside the satin pouch and slipped the toy inside her underwear, making sure her hard, needy clit nestled into the soft tunnel. It wasn’t even on, and it already felt good.

Nick rubbed her panties, seeking the toy’s contours. When he reached the bottom of the toy, he pressed down slightly. The toy hummed to life, and she let out a startled gasp. The soft vibrations soaked into her clit, yet it felt like it hummed through her bones.

Nick’s gaze never left her face as he pressed down again, and the pulsations intensified a notch. She raked her teeth hard across her bottom lip, her head falling back. He pushed two more times.

For the briefest of moments, the most intense tremors battered her clit, making her see colors behind her eyelids, her thighs quivering before the settings switched to a distinct pattern that resembled sucking.

She arched the small of her back as Nick curled his arm around her waist, drawing her a little closer to him.

She let out a long, drawn-out moan. “Oh, fuck.”

His deep-chested chuckle made her tingle all over. “Does that feel good to you, sweetheart?”

She nodded desperately, her breaths weighty and ragged. A dizzying pleasure spiraled around in her head.

“I knew it would. I couldn’t wait for us to play with this.” He grabbed the hemline of her nightgown, yanking it up, revealing her heaving breasts and hard nipples.

Tallulah’s back arched more and more. Nick’s head dipped to give a stiff pebble much-needed attention. He caught it between his teeth and drew it into his mouth, suckling on it as the toy sucked at her. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head, moans and whimpers spilling from her.

She rocked her hips at a hasty pace in his lap.

He dragged a greedy tongue up the valley of her breasts.

“Ah, that’s my pretty little diamond,” Nick breathed against her collarbone. She quivered as he peppered hungry kisses up her throat and chin. He swooped in to capture her lips, but Tallulah turned her head, denying him.

Angry and petty at him for making her feel like nothing but frisky nerves wrapped in flustered, achy skin.

Nick smirked at her attitude, trailing appreciative kisses on her cheek, neck, and ear. He sucked her earlobe to a tempo that nearly matched the toy between her legs. She almost careened off his lap, but his arm held her steady.

A dark orchestral score filled the room as Wicked People progressed on behind her.

“You wicked man,” she whispered.

“I know,” he rasped into her ear, his hand once again in between her thighs.

At first, Tallulah thought he would turn it off. She pouted at that, unsure if she wanted him to. But she wasn’t sure what she needed because she simply couldn’t think straight.

Nick pressed down on the toy’s button, and the sucking turned into hard pulses, which served as a catalyst for her undoing.

She wrapped one arm around his neck, digging her nails into his shoulder. “Oh, my god.”

“Mm, that’s right,” Nick groaned. “Are you almost there, baby? Tell me the truth.”

Tallulah had entered a state where coherent thought and a working tongue were no longer feasible partners.

He watched her come undone in his lap, studying her like a director captivated by his greatest work, his passion. “I want you to cum for me, so I can drink it up. I’ve been thirsty all night, waiting to get you home.”

His words washed over her like a warm bliss, and she shuddered. Her breath quickened, her mouth gaping. Then she felt a tautness inside her lower belly, burning her from the inside out.

She chased after the sensation, needing to snap it apart to reach its wondrous center.

Tallulah let out a sharp gasp, followed by a silent scream, as pure pleasure surged through her. She trembled as each wave crashed over her, the toy relentlessly pulsating against her clit, rocketing her orgasm to new heights.

Fireworks erupted behind her eyelids, and she felt utterly alive.

Nick turned off the toy, uncoiling his arm from around her waist.

Her back hit the empty section of the couch as she collapsed, her spent body quivering, still intoxicated by the euphoria that danced in her blood.

From the fog of her daze, Tallulah felt fingers hook into her panties and peel them off, sliding down her legs. Love bites on her hip. Tender kisses on her thighs. She lulled her head and let out a breathless cry as she felt a soft, open-mouth kiss on her sensitive bud, followed by a deep, possessive lick.

“Mm, this sweet pussy is all mine,” he made known before the tip of his tongue taunted her with feathery, little licks. “All fucking mine.”

Her hand slid down her body and gathered up a fistful of his hair, needing something to keep her rooted to this moment. Nick made no attempt to quiet down his grateful grunts and groans.

She raised her hips, moving them up and down weakly. Her efforts made the bead of her clit scrape up and down against his ruthless tongue.

“Yes, that’s right, darling,” he encouraged, his tone dark and husky. “Rub your pussy in my face. Just like that.”

Ecstasy stirred up deep inside her, spreading like wildfire to the rest of her. In moments, she succumbed to another orgasm. Exhaustion seeped into her. Her sweat caught in the TV glow, her nightgown clinging to her damp skin.

Nick placed a ring of soft kisses around her navel. “I know you’re tired, love, but I need you badly.”

He stood up and peeled off his attire, all except his boxer briefs. Then he sat back in his initial spot while Tallulah lay spent. She wanted him but didn’t know if she had the strength to give him what he needed.

“I need you to come fuck me, Desiree,” he said, stroking himself slowly, invitingly. “I need you to sit on this dick right now.”

She dragged herself to sit upright.

Nick licked his lips. “I’ll do all the work. All you need to do is bring your perfect ass over here and let me work. Now, come here.”

Tallulah crawled over to him.

“Come up on my lap and face the movie.”

She bit her bottom lip, obliging him.

“Lift up for me.”

She moved up a little, and he positioned his hard length underneath her, tenderly teasing her swollen, dripping cunt with his tip. A sigh of pleasure escaped her.

“Sink down on me,” he said.

Inch by inch, a cry caught in her throat as she lowered herself onto him, fully accepting him. His approving growl sent a lovely jolt through her body.

He was almost too much for her.

He adjusted his position to lie almost flat against the couch.

Spreading his thighs wider until hers draped fully over his.

“Lean back for me, love,” Nick said.

Tallulah reclined across his body at an angle, resting her head on the edge of the couch’s curved back. His hands glided under her nightgown, tracing the curves of her body, ascending towards her breasts, palming and squeezing them. He pinched and rolled her erect nipples.

Her eyelids fluttered shut.

“You feel so fuckin’ sweet, Diamond,” he groaned, letting his Kentucky accent bleed out. “I haven’t even started fuckin’ you proper yet, and I’m already losin’ my goddamn mind.”

He grabbed her thighs’ undersides and thrust upward, forcing her to bounce on his dick.

Her moan, however, felt too loud to her, even if the movie had done a good job of concealing what they were doing. She clasped a hand over her mouth and clenched her eyelids shut as Nick drove up into her in a rough rhythm.

“Play with your pretty little clit for me, honey,” he panted.

Her fingertips toyed lightly with herself as he fucked her hard.

She mewled his name as he swiveled his hips with every thrust. “I’m workin’ to make you feel good, so you can cream all over my cock. Do you see all this work I’m puttin’ in?”

“Mm, yes,” Tallulah breathed. She lost herself in a daze, the world around her blurring into a haze of colors and shapes. An overwhelming wave of pleasure swept her up, distracting her.

Her fingers froze in place as she abandoned her task.

“Ah, fuck. You’re clenchin’ me so tight. Treatin’ me so fuckin’ good.” His arm moved across her torso, and he licked his digits. “You’ll never have to want for anything. I’ll give you whatever you need.”

He took it upon himself to finish where she left off, stroking her swollen clit from side to side.

She moaned. “Nick, I...”

“What do you need to tell me, baby?” His chuckle throaty. “Talk to me. I’m listenin’.”

She admitted, her voice raspy and desperate. “I’m almost there.”

“Mm, yeah?” He punished with her tender nub in rude circles as he stroked his cock into her with rough, deep plunges. “Let me get you there.”

Her body jerked a top of him, perfectly in tune with the tempo of fucking he dictated.

She whimpered as an exhilarating heat swelled within her. Her mouth stretched into a perfect O as it reached its peak and then imploded.

Her pussy clasped and pulsed around him.

Their groans married, braiding together.

“Ah, fuck, Desiree.” He drove his hips up, burying his cock into her to the hilt as he came.

The two caught their breaths as they watched the movie credits roll on the flatscreen.

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