5 - Brat
Summer
“OhmyfuckingGod—” I said, letting out a loud moan at the end when his tongue licked at my swollen c**t.
This man was good. So f*****g good. I was so close to asking his name and his number because no one had ever made me so horny before. Or eaten me out like he was starving and my p***y was his own personal buffet.
“You taste so f*****g good, kitten,” he groaned against my s*x, his warm breath and the reverberations making me clench.
“Suck my c**t,” I said, my voice breathy.
His stormy gray eyes flashed at me, and I let out a whimper when his palm smacked against my p***y before rubbing it. “You are not in a position to give me orders, kitten.” I nodded, but he spanked my p***y again, this time harder, making me groan and pull away. But his hold was firm, and the s
