“Breathe, Celeste. Let me make you feel good. You deserve that and more.”
“Okay,” she utters.
I press her thighs open a little further. The one near the edge of the sofa slips off. I take it in my hand, resting her leg over my shoulder.
“Oh my god,” she whines, tilting her head up so her gaze is anywhere but on me.
I nip the inside of her thigh. “Eyes on me, remember.”
Slowly, her head drops. Her eyes, pupils blown out so wide her gaze is almost black, meet mine.
“Anything you don’t like, tap my shoulder.”
She nods.
Now I take a moment to take her in. She’s bare. Her perfect, bare pussy glistens. And fuck, a man has never needed something this much.
Instead of devouring her straight up like I’m dying to do, I drop kisses to the top of her apex, letting a finger trace the sides of her entrance.
“Quin, oh . . .”
“More, baby?” I snap my head up, absolutely aware of my cruelty in denying her the touch where she wants it now.
But I want her to feel every single thing.
I want her to need my touch.
Crave it.
Need me.
Crave me.
“Eyes on me,” I say, sweeping a finger through her entrance. Her hands leave the sofa, sinking into my hair. Her thighs fall open further.
Much better.
This time, when my mouth meets her pussy, I run my tongue through her glistening entrance. The second I get my first taste of her, my balls are tightening, my cock impossibly hard. I drop my forehead to her hip.Fuck. At this rate, I’m going to blow my load before she has a chance to come around my fingers.
“Quin?” She pushes up on the chair, panting.
“I’m good. It’s just been a while, and yo?—”
My breath vanishes.
Fuck.
Her hands find my face, lifting it until my gaze finds her. “Your eyes are...”
I’m guessing my pupils are dilated as fuck. “Just drunk on the taste of you, CC.”
“Oh...” A ghost of a smile plays over her lips. “Well, in that case,” she says, releasing my face, “as you were.”
I chuckle. She always surprises me in the best way possible. Not wanting to waste a single moment of our stolen time together, I duck my head, planting a kiss over her swollen clit.
The throb coursing through it drums against my lips.
I kiss it again before sending my tongue around it. I grip her hips tight.
