DON’T STOP (Lila and Darrell) novel Chapter 62

Chapter 62

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She moaned around my length muffledly and desperately, and the sound nearly undid me. I pulled back slowly, letting her feel every inch drag over her tongue, then slid back in. Slower and deeper this time. I set a deliberate pace that had her. whimpering every time I bottomed out.

“Look at you,” I said quietly, almost to myself. “On your knees in your professor’s living room, choking on my cock like it’s the only thing keeping your future alive. You really would do anything, wouldn’t you?”

she couldn’t answer, not with her mouth full, but her eyes said yes. Loudly. Pleadingly. Her hips shined on the hardwood. thighs pressing together like she was trying to get friction where she needed it most

I noticed.

Of course I noticed

I reached down with my free hand, sliding it under the hem of her dress. She jolted when my fingers brushed the inside of her thigh-hot, trembling skin-but she didn’t stop sucking. Didn’t dare.

I went higher, until I found the damp cotton of her panties. Soaked. Drenched. I pressed the pad of my middle finger against her clit through the fabric and circled once, slowly,

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body tensed, thighs shaking, breath coming in frantic little pants through her nose. I curled my fingers, found to ongy spot inside her, and rubbed.

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ently at first, then a broken, keening sound around my length as her orgasm ripped through her. Her throat convulsed, lking me, and that was it. I couldn’t hold back anymore.

pulled out just enough to let her breathe, then thrust deep one last time and came down her throat with a low, guttural irse. Pulse after pulse, filling her until it leaked from the corners of her mouth despite how hard she tried to swallow,

When I finally eased out, she was panting, lips swollen, chin wet, eyes dazed and glassy in the best way.

Crouched again, cupped her face in both hands, thumbs wiping the mess from her lips.

You did so good, beautiful,” I murmured, my voice softer now. “So fucking good.”

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