Cephus' POV

Chapter 72

Cephus’ POV

I slide my blade across her hips, watching as her panties fall away. Nothing is separating us anymore. She is completely bare for me. Mine.

Her pussy is freshly shaven, and it begs to me. Her pulse jumps as I separate her lips, my finger sliding through the slick wetness. Her need for me can be seen and smelled from miles away.

“You want me?” I growl. It isn’t really meant to be a question, but more like I’m letting her know that I know. She says nothing, other than allowing a gasp to leave her lips.

I drop the knife next to the bed and listen to it fall to the floor. With both hands free now, I push her legs apart. Gripping her behind one leg, I place it over my shoulder. I want to feast on that slick pussy.

“Please,” she greets me with a begging plea as she lifts her other leg to place it over my shoulder to allow me to grip her ass and bring her pussy to my face.

She smells delightful, and I can’t decide what I want to do more—fuck her or eat her out. I nuzz