Latte Darling: Book Two of The Darling Series

“Ohmygod. Oh shit.” My hips try to lift. “Axel!”

He doesn’t stop. Or slow. He just presses his tongue into me, working a wicked dance between plunging inside my pussy and lapping at my clit.

When his lips suction around that little bud, his tongue rubbing almost violently over me, I start to lose it.

“Fuck! Axel!” I’m panting and crying and I don’t know if I want more or less.

A long lick runs from below my entrance to my clit. “Louder.”

“L-louder?” I question.

Then two thick fingers shove into me, as his lips and tongue resume their attention on my clit.

“Axel… Axel…” my fingers are gripping at his hair now.

When the pair of fingers inside of me curl, I do what he asks and get louder. “Axel!”

His fingers keep working, his tongue keeps lapping, and then I feel movement lower. Another fingertip.

“Tell me,” he says between licks. “Tell me when you come.”

Then that third finger presses against that spot he touched earlier. Not pushing into me, just reminding me of what he said. Reminding of what he’ll do someday.

And it’s that thought that finishes me.

“I’m- Oh god, I’m coming!” My shout is hoarse as my body tenses. My pussy convulsing around fingers that keep working in and out.

Axel keeps his hand exactly where it is even as he straightens onto his knees and shuffles closer.

His free hand shoves down the top of his jeans, letting his cock spring free.

It’s so thick and perfect that just the sight of it has me ready to come again.

The fingers inside me slip out and he strokes that hand down his length, groaning.

He somehow got his wallet out of his pocket and he tosses it down next to me on the couch.

“Just one.” His voice is so deep. Deeper than I’ve ever heard. “Just one thrust, then you can put that rubber on me.”

Another shiver rolls over my skin at the thought of taking him raw and I nod my head.

I shouldn’t. I know I shouldn’t. But I have an IUD. And even though I should worry about more than pregnancy, but I can’t  right now… right now I just need him inside of me.

I groan at the heat when his blunt tip touches me.

His hardness is hot as fire. And I’m ready to melt.