Chapter 62 Maid For Pleasure (4)

• Agnes pulled back from my lips, her breath ragged, a sly grin tugging at her swollen mouth as she rolled off me. She flopped onto her back beside me, the bed bouncing slightly, her petite frame sprawling out with her arms stretched above her head. “Your turn, Miss Kate,” she said, her voice a sultry dare, eyes glinting as she parted her thighs slow and deliberate. “Eat me up—I wanna feel that tongue of yours.”
• I propped myself up, still dizzy from her kiss, the dildo still snug inside me as I shifted to kneel between her legs. “Oh, you think you can just boss me around now?” I teased, my tone playful but rough, my hands sliding up her thighs, feeling her skin prickle under my touch. She smirked, arching her back a little, her busty chest rising as she shot back, “You started this—I’m just cashing in.”
• I didn’t waste time—my head dipped low, hair falling over my face as I pressed my mouth to her pussy, tasting her heat right off the bat. My tongue flicked out, tracing her slit slow and teasing, and she gasped, her hips twitching up to meet me. “Fuck—yes, Kate, right there,” she moaned, her voice breaking into a needy whine, hands flying to grip the headboard. The sound of her, all raw and desperate, lit a fire in me, and I dove in deeper, sucking her clit with a wet, hungry pull.