Chapter 22

Chapter Twenty-Two

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I look into her eyes and spot the truth lying bare there. She has no clue she has me wrapped around her finger. No idea I would set the fucking town on fire for her.

My mouth lands on her even as my hand comes up to run over the smooth skin of her bare thigh. I didn't set out to have Wisteria in my bed tonight when I went through the bathroom. I just wanted to talk to her, to tell her everything about me isn't fake, god damn it. That the moment we shared down in the cellar actually meant something to me.

But she was standing in the window in nothing but a thin as fuck nightgown half hanging off her shoulder and barely reaching the tops of her thighs and I was lost. My fate was sealed. And then she started talking about leaving, about being done with everything and I lost it.

Her legs come up beside my hips, but they don't wrap around me. I don't like it. I want to be all wrapped up in her just like I want her all wrapped up in me. I take my hand away to give the side of her ass a smack causing her to gasp and giving me the perfect entry to that sweet-as-sin mouth. I barely have my tongue inside when she finally entwines herself around me and starts fighting me on another level. She might not fully understand what she's doing on this level, but she's got a hell of a talent for being a natural because she's driving me crazy.

I wrestle the neck of her gown down leaving her breasts free so I can cover them with the palms of my hands. She pulls her mouth away from me.

"Oh shit!" Her breath turns heavy and frantic. "Oh…, oh my God!"

I drop my head and take one of her nipples in my mouth, playing with it with my teeth and tongue before I give it a gentle suck.

She cries out and arches her back. Her body shakes around me as I lave first one sweet-tipped breast and then the other. I can feel her heartbeat, almost hear it out loud, as she closes her eyes and surrenders to me. My name falls from her mouth on a gasp as she starts to squirm under me.

The thunder outside rumbles through the night sky and my heart picks up the sound inside my chest as I kiss down her body, yanking her gown down further as I go. By the time I come to her rounded hips, I'm ready to tear the damned thing all the way off her. Instead, I ruck the end up over her thighs, so the gown is wrapped around her waist. As soon as air hits her fevered innocent flesh her eyes snap open and rush to meet mine.

"B…Banner what…what are you…?"

She has tiny pink panties on that barely cover her little pussy. The damned things are made of pure lace. I wrap my hand in the soft material and yank, the sound of it tearing fills the room.

"Banner! What the fuck are you doing?"

"I'm making you feel good, sweetheart. And while I do that, I'm going to find out if you taste as good down here as your mouth does."

Her eyes round in shock but before she can say a word, I run my tongue over the bend of her leg and kiss the top of her bare mound.

"Oh shit! Oh God! Oh, Banner! What…!? Banner!"

I take my time and run my tongue on the outside of her pussy before I ever sink my tongue inside of her. Her flavor is faint on the outside, but still there and still sweet as honey. I use my fingers to pry her little pussy open before taking all of her in.

Her breasts are heaving, nipples hard and needy, her lips are swollen and red from my kisses, and her hair is fanned out around her head. She's the most beautiful thing I have ever seen in my life. I slowly bend my head and put my tongue to her soft flesh all while maintaining eye contact with her. At the first touch, her eyes cloud with want and her breath leaves her body with a loud gasp as I take my first real taste of something that is going to belong to me. Something that was made just for me.

"B…Banner?"

Her eyes drift shut again as her mouth opens in an airless gasp. Her body arches into my touch and the taste of her bursts over my tongue. She's sweet and tart and so very soft. I breathe her in and run my tongue all the way through her sweet folds. Not only is she giving me all of her sweet cream, but her cries of pleasure feed my soul in a way I didn't realize I needed to be sustained.

Her hands reach out for the covers and sink into the silk material as I let my tongue sink in her silkiness. Her body starts shaking for me, rocking back and forth like she might just need me to finish her as much as I need the taste of it.

I pull my mouth away from her and shock a gasp out of her by flipping her over on her hands and knees and rolling so I can eat her while she hovers over me. I want to know she is riding my face when she cums for me. I lick and suck and nibble as I massage the globes of her ass, using the hold I have on her there to keep her sweet little pussy open.

"Ride my face, Winnie. Rub that sweet little pussy all over me."

She gives me a fractured whimper before her hips start rocking back and forth on me. I stiffen my tongue and spear it as far inside of her as I can go. When she cries out and starts to shake above me, I flick the tip of my tongue over her hardened nub before taking it between my lips and gently sucking.

She screams out my name, her whole body shaking and moving as she lowers her upper body to the bed before the sweet little berry under my tongue starts to quiver and her pussy starts to contract around my face. Her body goes limp, and I have to roll us over so I can reposition our bodies to be more comfortable.

My little starlet sinks into the oblivion of sleep, and I let her. I want her, but I want her to be fully aware of me when I take her. I run the back of my hand over her cheek and down over her cherry-tipped breasts. Now that she's asleep, resting easily, I can truly take all of her in.

She's fucking gorgeous. Her breasts, soft and lusciously curved, are bigger than they have a right to be with how small she is, but I like the fact she's small and curvy. I run my hand along the soft swell of her stomach and the edge of her hip before I finally touch the sweet haven that just satisfied my hunger with no problem at all. I can't help but treat my little starlet like a piece of cake, swiping my finger through her softness and bringing the honey to my mouth like a naughty boy might do with his finger in the icing.

Delicious! And addictive. I've gone my whole career without finding the drug that would derail me from all my goals and now…now, I've found that addiction in the body of a sexy, brave, little starlet that tastes like perfection, looks like paradise, and feels like home.