My appetite is far from sated.
“Why wait?” I drop to my knees before her and spread her thighs wide, peppering kisses along her inner knee. “I’m nowhere near finished with you.”
A smile tugs at the corner of her mouth. “And what if I’m finished?”
“That would be a real shame.” I dig my fingers into the powerful muscles of her thigh, massaging as I work my way north. “I was hoping to give you another orgasm. With my tongue.”
Her breath hitches and I don’t miss the slow rise and fall of her chest.
“I’ve never had back-to-back orgasms before.”
“Then let me be the first, darlin’. I’ve been dying to get my mouth on you.”
To emphasize my point, I spread her thighs wider, giving myself an unparalleled view of her pussy. Her panties are damp, the red lace dark where arousal has soaked through, the musky scent causing my cock to grow impossibly hard.
Fuck, that’s hot.
My balls go tight as I lower my mouth to her pussy and lick straight up the center.
Her hips wiggle and when I press my tongue against her clit, she moans, low and long.
“Take off your panties and let me do it right.”
I need this as badly as she does. Need to taste her, to bury my face in her pussy and give her an orgasm the likes of which she’s never experienced before. I want her arousal to soak my beard so I can savor her sweet flavor long after we’re finished.
Without a word, Piper slams her knees together and yanks the panties off.
She moves to toss them on the floor, but I catch them and stuff the red lace in my pocket.
Her eyes widen, and I don’t know if it’s surprise or lust, but her knees fall open again, revealing her slick pink folds.
Fuck me.
I haven’t gone this far with a woman since I was in high school, and it hits me I’ve been talking a big game for a guy who doesn’t actually know much about pleasing a woman.
Doesn’t matter. I’ll figure it out.
There’s no way in hell I’m going to walk away before I deliver the promised orgasm.
My brain tells me to start slow, to lick and suck and give her gorgeous thighs the attention they deserve, but instinct takes over and I descend on her like a starving man at a feast.
I devour her pussy, lapping up every drop of her arousal with the flat of my tongue. She tastes so fucking good I can’t control myself, but I must be doing something right because Piper moans and threads her fingers through my hair, pulling me closer and rolling her hips every time I circle her clit.
“Jesus, Brady. You’re going to make me come again.”
I huff a laugh. “That’s the idea.”
Fuckin’ right it is.
I want Piper to think about this moment every night while she’s lying in bed.
Hell, I want her to think about it when she wakes up in the morning. When she’s in the shower. Even when she’s in class.
I want to rule her thoughts the way she’s ruled mine since the day we met. If orgasms are the key to achieving my goal, I’m down. There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for this woman.
I swirl my tongue around her clit and suck, earning another moan of approval as she clamps her thighs together, caging my head between them.
“I don’t think…” She whimpers, and there’s something like panic in her voice. “I can’t take anymore.”
