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“Do you want to come, princess?” he interrupts in that low, perfect growl of his. “Do you want to come for me?”

I nod vigorously, not realizing how hard I’m gripping his hair. But he doesn’t mind whatsoever, given by the low, grating groan that pours from between his lips like honey.

“Then what are you waiting for?” He curls his fingers into me, sending sparks up my spine when they rub against my g-spot. His mouth is back on my clit in the same second, and he holds me in place while his actions send me to the edge of my sanity. Before I can even register it fully, I feel my body clench,my muscles trembling as his tongue on my clit sends me right over the edge.

This time I do scream. I know I shouldn’t be so loud, but that seems like something to work on at another time. He licks me through my orgasm, fingers still working me open as I clench and gush around him. My breath comes in pants when the scream dies off, and it takes longer than it should for me to realize that his tongue is no longer on my clit.

Jed wraps both hands around my thighs again, pulling me right back against him, and presses his open mouth against my entrance. My body still shudders, but Jed shoves his tongue back into me, lapping against my walls with long, thorough strokes.

I whimper at the foreign, delicious feeling. My fingers flex in his hair, and I worry I’m going to rip it out as he licks my folds like he really is trying to devour me. It drags out my orgasm until I’m pulling him away, needing a break from the overstimulation.

“It’s too much,” I pant, eyes screwed shut. “Please—I really just need a second.”

“Just this once,” Jed purrs, finally pulling away. When I manage to look down at him, his face is soaked with my release, and he licks his lips with his eyes on mine.Fuck.That’s hotter than it should be. “Can I fuck you, Saylor? One more time? Let me fill up this pretty pussy until you’re dripping with my cum.”

“If you talk to me like that, you can do whatever you want to me.” I laugh breathlessly.

“Careful”—there’s a warning in his eyes, and his voice, as he unbuckles his jeans and shoves them down his hips—“I’ll hold you to that, princess.”

Now that I’m getting a good look at his cock for the first time, I immediately want to do more than just let him fuck me. He’s hard from eating me out, and it curves up toward his stomach; larger than any of my previous partners’ and about on par with what I was expecting from when he’d fucked me in the woods.

“When did you stop eating people?” I ask as he presses me back down, one hand on my throat while he slides his hand over his length, positioning it at my soaked entrance.

“A few years ago,” Jed replies, not acting as if this has any impact on the mood, or the fact that he’s going to fuck me. “Does it bother you?” He enters me in a smooth motion, kissing me to swallow my gasp of delight.

“Not like it should.” I all but cackle, my tone rueful. “And itreallyshould—Oh, my God.” He pushes into me, not stopping until he’s fully sheathed inside me. With how thoroughly he’d eaten me out, it’s easy for him to just fuck me however he likes.

“You’re so tight,” Jed growls, letting his teeth graze against my lower lip. “Your cunt grips me like it was made for me. I bet you’ll look so good with my cum dripping out of your pussy.” His thrusts pick up with his words, until he’s all but slamming into me, though he maintains perfect control over himself as he does. Hell, he isn’t even panting with the effort as he holds me under him, keeping me right where he wants me.

“I think…” he trails off to bite at my throat, in the spaces his fingers don’t cover. “If you wouldn’t be against it, next time I want to see you dripping from all of your holes. Would you let me, Saylor?” He doesn’t give me the chance to answer. Not when his lips close on my nipple and he laps his tongue over it.

My hands fly up to his chest, nails scraping against his skin, though I don’t pull him away. It’s awkward, and I can’t figure out what to do or where to hold on to him.

Finally, Jed makes the decision for me. He grabs my hands and lifts them over my head to the pillows over my head, pushing them down to make a point before he goes back to kneading and teasing my breast while he fucks me.

“You didn’t answer me,” he murmurs, and I realize he’s right.

“You can dowhateveryou want to me,” I remind him with sharp inhales. “Didn’t I say that already?”

“I know you said some things I could make you regret.” Jed chuckles, hoisting one of my knees up so my calf is resting over his shoulder. It gives him a deeper angle, and I swear I can feel him impossibly deep inside of me. He shifts, and I notice that his breaths are finally coming in sharper, harsher pants. He’s getting close, and somehow, I am too. Though I have no idea how I’m about to come for a fourth time tonight.

“God,” I whisper, closing my eyes hard as heat surges through me. “I can’t come again. Ijustdid?—”

“You can though,” Jed goads, his thumb finding my clit for encouragement. “You definitely can, princess. Come for me, won’t you? I need to feel you come around my cock. I love feeling your body so desperate for my cum.” His words and tone are enough to drag me back toward that edge, and my foot flexes over his shoulder, my muscles trembling as I look for any release to the tension building in my core.

“I don’t know,” I whine, eyes on his as he stares down at me with so much intensity I can barely meet his gaze. “It’s a lot. I just?—”

“Trust me,” he promises darkly. “I can feel how you’re clenching around me. You can come for me, Saylor. One more time for me.” He keeps on with the words, the dirty encouragements winding around my brain until I can barely see straight.

All I can do is mutter a quick ‘oh’when I suddenly hurtle back into another orgasm, digging my heel into his shoulder and dragging him closer, deeper into me. This one isn’t like the ones before. It’s raw and ragged, and on the edge of painful. But that just makes it better, somehow. Especially when he curses and spills into me, pulling my hips tight against him so I have absolutely nowhere to go and he’s filling me up, just like he’d promised he would.

But by the time he’s pulling away from me, leaving me horrendously empty and loose as a rag doll on the bed, I can barely focus on the ceiling that spins above me.

Still, I can feel his fingers tracing my slit. Ifeelwhen he scoops up some of the leaking cum on his fingers, only to shove it back inside of me, drawing a small, soft mewl of protest from my throat.

“Shhh, shhh.” Jed drapes himself over me, drawing me to his body. “I’ve got you, Saylor.” He does it again, pushing more of his cum back into me and this time dragging a more forceful cry from my throat. “Sorry,” he chuckles against my throat. “You just look so good like this. All ruined for me and dripping my cum. You don’t have to stay awake. I’ll clean you up, princess. I’ll take care of you.”

“Do I still get a grilled cheese?” I murmur, turning into his chest to press my nose against his skin and inhale. “Because you totally promised me a grilled cheese.” As hungry as I am, unfortunately, I’m starting to think that my exhaustion is going to win out.