Page 19 of Midnight Masquerade

"Fuck," he growls, pressing a kiss to the top of my mound. "I haven't even seen it all, and I already know your pretty little cunt is going to be my next favorite spot on this gorgeous body, Madeline."

I moan as he nuzzles me through my soaked panties, his nose bumping my clit. Sparks of pleasure rip through my body, and I buck my hips against his face, chasing the thrill.

"You smell so fucking good," he rumbles, inhaling deeply. "I can't wait to taste you."

"Yes. Do that," I demand, making him smile.

"You're bossy when you want to come, unicorn."

"Poison, Whitlock. Poison," I remind him.

He grins before he flicks his tongue out, licking a broad stripe up my slit through the cotton. I cry out, my fingers sinking into his hair to hold him against me. He groans, lapping at me through the fabric, the pressure sending jolts of sensation radiating through my core.

"Drake!" I rock my hips against his face. "Please, I need…"

"I know, unicorn." He sits back on his heels and hooks his fingers in my panties, dragging them down my thighs and off.

He tosses my panties aside, and then his big hands are on my thighs, spreading me wide open for him. His blue eyes are molten, blazing with hunger as he stares at my pussy.

No one has ever even seen me naked, but he looks at me with such raw, naked desire that I don't feel awkward or shy. I immediately love how it feels—not to be stared at, but to be stared at by him. To see that look onhisface.

"Madeline." His gaze flickers to mine. "You have the prettiest pink pussy. I'm going to eat it until you're gushing all over my face. Tell me I can."

"Yes. God, yes!"

He buries his face between my thighs, and I nearly scream at the first touch of his tongue against my bare flesh. He licks me from bottom to top, groaning as if I'm the best thing he's ever tasted.

"Oh god," I sob, my head thrashing on the runner. "Drake, yes!"

He seals his lips around my clit and sucks hard, flicking the sensitive nub with his tongue. I see stars, my back bowing off the floor.

"Please, Drake."

"Please what?" He sucks on my clit again, and pleasure streaks white-hot through my veins.

"More," I beg. "I need more."

He obliges, licking and sucking me until I'm writhing against the floor, so close to the edge I can taste it. But it's not enough.

I need some part of him inside me, making me his.

"I need your tongue inside me," I beg shamelessly, too far gone to care about my dignity. "Please, Drake."

He groans against my flesh, the deep sound vibrating through my core. "Jesus, the way you beg for it." He drags the flat of his tongue down my slit. "So fucking hot, unicorn." And then he's licking into me, thrusting his tongue deep.

I cry out, my fingers fisting in his hair as he forces his tongue inside to fuck me with it. His nose bumps against my clit with every thrust, sending sparks of pleasure racing through my blood.

"Oh god, yes! Just like that!" I rock my hips against his face, seeking more of that perfect pressure and friction.

He holds me open with his hands as he devours me. His wicked tongue delves deep before swirling around my entrance and then thrusting inside me again. Over and over, he forces his tongue inside my hole, stoking the flames higher and higher. My thighs quake around his head, my body wound so tightly I feel like I might shatter at any moment.

He growls against my sex, the vibration making me cry out in ecstasy. His tongue plunges deep one last time before he pulls back and flicks the tip rapidly over my throbbing clit.

"Come for me, Madeline," he commands, his voice a deep rumble demanding obedience. "Let me feel that sweet pussy gushing all over my face."

His lips close around my clit, and he sucks hard, grazing the bundle of nerves ever so lightly with his teeth. The sting of pain collides with the intense pleasure, sending me hurtling over the edge.

I shatter with a hoarse cry of his name, my back bowing off the floor as my orgasm crashes over me in wave after wave of mind-numbing bliss. Electric tingles race through my veins and across my skin as every nerve ending in my body comes alive, singing for him.