“Welcome home, baby,” she whispered against my lips, grinding her hips against my thigh, and I moaned loudly, obscenely.
“Fuck, I’ve needed this.”
“Me too. I need you to fuck me… take my clothes off? Please?”
I trembled while I slipped her out of her shirt, dropped it onto the floor, and I let slip a moan in surprise when she grabbed my hands and pushed them down into her underwear, having me pull it off. Seeing the way she needed me—the way she wasdesperate, begging for this—fuck, this was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen. I’d worried she was just humoring me, going along with what I wanted, but there was no denying this. I pulled her underwear down, and she was so gorgeous, so sexy, so… so turned on from waiting for me.
“Touch me, please,” she whispered. “Just… any way you like. It’s going to take no effort at all to get me to come the first time.”
“Th-the first time.”
“I’m going to need to come at least three times tonight, please.”
“I-I’ve never come more than once, just so you… know.”
She licked her lips. “I’m going to change that.”
Oh, god. I put my hand between her legs, and she moaned loudly, grinding against my hand—the heat there in her folds, slick against my fingers, it percolated through my body in waves of pleasure. “Bridget—oh, fuck. You’re so wet…”
“I’ve been like this all day for you, Victoria…”
“Oh my god.” I wasn’t really even trying to finger her, just moving my fingers along her—more like she took me inside herself, two fingers finding her entrance before she pulled me into her. She gasped, holding that fucking eye contact with me while she whispered my name over and over, like I was the best thing to ever happen to her, and I moved my fingers inside her, pushing in deep and pulling back out, thrusting inside.
“Victoria—oh my god, Victoria, you’re perfect,” she gasped. “Oh, god, this is perfect, I just… oh, fuck, please, fuck me harder.”
“I-I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Push me up onto the counter and fuck my pussy until I break,please, I am begging you, I will do anything for you if you do this for me,please.”
Fuck, well, if she was asking like that. I pushed her back against the counter, hooked one hand under her thigh, and I hoisted her up onto the surface—she wrapped her legs around me immediately, and I positioned myself to push harder inside her. The harder I went, the more she cried outyes, Victoria, yes, please, yes,and I couldn’t believe I was making this woman feel good like this, and I rode the sensation until she screamed out in an orgasm that shook through her whole body, quivering from her hips to her hands, her feet trembling on my back, before slowly, she softened, adoring eyes looking at me like I was the best thing in the world.
“Victoria…”
“Was that okay?”
“You’re even better than I fantasized about,” she giggled—she was so red, blushing down to her neck, and I hadn’t imagined someone who did this for a living would be so bashful and cute, but it made me want to keep going. To see what other reactions I could get from her.
“You look so perfect like this,” I breathed, pulling my fingers out of her slowly and caressing my hands over her thighs, her waist, feeling her.
“Do you think I’ll look good on my knees too?” she said, a finger to her lips flirtatiously. “In front of you, licking up every drop from your pussy?”
“Oh—my god.”
“Please? I need you on my mouth so badly right now…”
“Y-yes. If that’s okay—” I started, but I didn’t even get the whole thing out of my mouth before she kissed me, tugging me into her and slipping off the counter, and she only broke off the kiss to drop down to her knees in front of me. “Oh, fuck, Bridget,” I gasped, the sight breaking my brain—Bridget kneeling naked in front of me, looking up at me as she undid mybelt and tugged my pants open, kissing the exposed skin as she pulled them down.
“I’ve been waiting all day for this,” she moaned, not even getting my pants all the way down before she pressed her mouth up against me, and I nearly lost my balance, catching myself with a hand on the counter, the other on her head.
“Oh, fuck, Bridget, your—tongue—”
“You like it?” She smiled at me, and my knees quivered at the sight when she stuck her tongue out, letting me see how she dragged it up my… through my… center, those big blue eyes looking up at me. Fuck, she was going to lick me like that until I came. When I tightened my grip on her head involuntarily, she moaned, closing her eyes and pressing her face against me, sucking on me, and I saw stars. “Feel free to grab me and push me as hard as you want,” she murmured against me. “I’ll tap on your thigh if it’s too much. I love the feeling… so fucking good finally getting to taste you, Victoria.”
It was embarrassing how quickly I came, but when she was saying things like that while pressing her mouth into me, licking, sucking—fuck—I couldn’t take it. It was no time at all before I was incomprehensible, trying to say words that turned into nothing, gripping her by the back of the head and bending over her, shoving her up into me as I came, and she put her hand between her legs, playing with herself as I came explosively on her perfect, pretty little mouth, which was just—so—fucking—
I wasn’t totally conscious of where I was or what I was doing for a second, but one way or another, I wound up in the living room, sitting askance on the couch with my legs spread and Bridget between them, and she kissed me deeply, moaning into my mouth. She pulled back just a bit, her hands on either side of my face, looking at me like I was everything she’d ever wanted, and I got a pulse through me when she held eye contact and did that seductive head tilt again.
“You have no idea how good this is,” she said.
