INDISPENSABLE: Part 3: A Billionaire Romance

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through her.
    Sarah had no words. He wanted to make love to her? Brock Devlin. Wow . His hand still rubbed over her and one finger parted her pussy lips. He caressed the length, lingering near the clit but not touching it. Sarah let the breath out in a rush. She must be dreaming.
    He’d kissed to her belly button and now tickled her there with his tongue, he continued downwards planting tiny, wet kisses on her skin. He looked up at her. “Sarah. I’m going to eat your pussy like it’s my last meal. You taste so sweet. I hope you’ll come for me, so I can lick you clean.”
    She could come whenever she wanted? Good, because she wouldn’t be able to hold back long at this rate. Her body was already on the edge of somewhere wickedly good, and Sarah wasn’t going to deny herself.
    She closed her eyes as he licked long and deep inside her pussy lips, finishing with a flourish on her clit. She ached for him so much she wanted to pull his mouth into her folds and ride his face until she came. Brock flicked her clit with his tongue and then rubbed her clit with the flat of his tongue. Alternating between to the two actions, Sarah was now on the verge of coming.
    Brock worked his magic with his tongue and then slid two fingers inside her and stroke her upper wall. It took another five seconds for her to cry out, as the orgasm came in waves, sudden and true. Her pussy pulsed against this fingers and his tongue lapped softly against her clit.
    He withdrew his fingers after her last tremor and sucked them dry while looking into her eyes. “Mmmm. Delicious. Now to taste you properly. Spread your legs for me, Sarah. Hold them back and wide open. I’m going to lick your sweet little pussy clean.”
    Sarah pulled her legs up and back and held herself around the lower thighs.
    “Yes. That’s it. Open for me, baby. I love your pussy. Love eating your cum.”
    He moved down the bed and held her ass cheeks in his hands, lifting her up to his mouth. His hot tongue sinking inside her was the best feeling ever. He plunged in and moved his tongue around making appreciative, gluttonous noises.
    “Oh yessss. Yes, Brock. Perfect.”
    Over and over again he plundered her pussy with his tongue, and Sarah writhed under him. He placed his mouth over her clit now. She loved this. The way he knew how to suck just right, just hard enough, was bliss.
    The pressure inside built again, and Sarah was ready to come again. Unbelievable . He had a magic mouth. He held the suction just enough to keep the pressure on, and Sarah bucked and rocked against his mouth. His tongue had planted against her clit, and Sarah rode it for all she was worth. He looked up at her then.
    His gorgeous dark eyes flashed at her. She had no choice but to come under that stare. She broke again and cried out as her body jerked for what seemed like forever. Her clit throbbed and ached, and now it was so, so sensitive, and she gasped and pushed him away. He didn’t argue. He just made his way back up the bed and kissed her lips softly.
    “Taste yourself, Sarah. Taste how sweet you are on my lips.” He mover close so his lips touched hers and whispered, “Taste.”
    Sarah nibbled his lips, and she could taste herself. He kissed her harder then. And Sarah grasped his cock and squeezed. He jerked and trembled. “You’re as turned on as me,” Sarah whispered to him.
    “You do that to me. You make my cock like a steel rod. No other woman has ever made me hard like you do. There’s no cure.”
    “I think I can alleviate the symptoms.” She stroked him long and steady. The silken flesh of his cock thrilled her. Brock was hard for her and only her.
    “Sarah. That’s so good. Your hand feels so good. Keep going. Please.”
    Sarah did keep going; she went faster; she squeezed a little harder; and he began to move back and forth into her hand. He must be close. “You going to come for me, Brock?”
    “I’ll make a huge mess.”
    “I don’t care. I want you to have the

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