Letting my free hand snake around her waist, I run my fingers along the top edge of the cotton bikini cut panties she’s wearing. Her breath increases and she raises her hand to run her fingers through my hair. Growling, I nip the soft skin of her shoulder with my teeth, and my cock jumps in my pants.
I should’ve warned her that a woman running their fingers through my hair is one of my main turn ons. I allow my hand to move farther down inside of her panties to graze the neatly trimmed pubic hair that’s there. I reach lower until I can feel the hot, sticky wetness that has already begun to pool.
Another short moan is pulled from her lips when my first finger enters the source of her wetness.
“Shit,” I groan from how tight she is. I add a second finger while adjusting my hand to use my thumb to massage her already swollen button. The feeling of my working both her pussy and her clit excites her because her hips begin moving at an awkward pace, trying to keep up with my ministrations. She continues to nibble at her lower lip, eyes tightly closed. Her orgasm is building. I pull my eyes from her to the mirror in front of us, granting me a better view of the entire scene before us. My eyes dip to her covered breasts and I frown. I want to see all of her. With my free hand I maneuver the adhesive bra away from her body, allowing the fullness of both her breasts to be seen. I take one into my hand. They are smaller than a handful considering my large hands, but they’re fucking perfect.
I tease and prod a hardened nipple while my other hand continues to work her core. Eventually, I pull my two fingers free from her body and concentrate on working her clitoris. Within minutes her body begins tightening and shivering as I wring the orgasm out of her body.
I don’t give her time to recuperate before spinning her around and fusing our mouths together. I can still feel the shivers as they course through her body. Stooping low, I pick her up by both legs to wrap around my waist and walk us to the huge bed at the center of the room.
As I place Nadine down on the bed her eyes pop open. Her eyes dart around the room a little as she attempts to reorient herself. It’s a look I’ve seen plenty of times from women. When her eyes land on me, satisfied expression appears. It also seems like she wants to say something but holds back.
My eyes narrow. I don’t like that. I don’t want her to hold anything back from me, not tonight.
“Now, it’s my turn to taste you,” I assert while pushing her back against the bed by her shoulders.
“Taste?” I hear her say as I begin pulling her panties free from her body.
“Spread your legs, butterfly.” I don’t wait for her to begin moving, instead helping her to separate her legs with my own hands. I place her legs over my shoulders, and glance up to see the view of her heels resting on my shoulders in the mirror. The sight alone has my cock bumping against the zipper of my pants, demanding to be set free.In due time,I silently tell my body. For now, we have work to do.I plan on wringing out at least one more orgasm from her body before I get my dick wet.
That is my final thought before I lower my face and use my thumb and forefinger to spread her pussy lips, granting me a beautiful view of her pink, wet core. I move my tongue to first lick and taste the lips surrounding her core. Another hitch of her breath followed by her back bowing slightly. But that response isn’t nearly enough for me. I fully encircle her distended button with my mouth and start suckling at it.
The heels of her shoes begin digging into my shoulders and upper back. If I were naked they would likely cause scratches but that certainly wouldn’t deter me from pulling this next orgasm from her body with my mouth alone. I continue tasting and priming her body, cupping and squeezing the skin surrounding her hips with my large hands. I pull her closer to my mouth as she attempts to wiggle away. She’s not going anywhere.
I hear a deep sigh, followed by an arching of her back and her hands tightly gripping the bed sheets. I can feel the tension from her body releasing as the orgasm rolls throughout her body. Her breathing is harsh but other than that, very few sounds emanate from her mouth.
Moving back, I sit up on my knees to give myself a clear view of her face.
Her eyes are shut, and her lips are twisted in ecstasy, savoring the last vestiges of her climax. Slowly, her eyes peel open, pinning me. They are now filled with a light I haven’t seen in them before.
I begin undressing, unbuttoning the shirt I wore and undoing the buckle of my belt and jeans. Then I push myself off the bed so I can strip out of my clothing completely. Opening the top drawer of the nightstand, I pull out a box of condoms.
“Have you ever put one of these on a man before?” I question, knowing the answer before I even ask it.
She shakes her head.
“Good,” I climb back onto the bed, “I’ll pop that cherry, too.”
After helping her to sit up, I hand her the condom. She tears it open and pulls out the lubricated, latex protection. Taking the wrapper from her, I toss it over onto the floor somewhere.
“Pinch the tip,” I instruct.
She does so.
“Now …” I guide her free hand to my erect cock.
Her fingers curl around me and she looks up at me in shock. I’m sure it’s due to her realizing she can’t actually fit her fingers all of the way around it. That nervousness enters those golden pupils but I don’t allow her to go down that road of thinking. Pulling the hand with the condom to my erection, I show her how to cover the tip. Slowly, she guides the condom down my shaft. It may have only been a handful of seconds, but the ache that develops in my body tells me that it’s a few seconds too long.
I reach around the back of her head, pulling her to me, kissing her with a deepness that both of our bodies demand. She keeps up with the kiss, giving as well as she is getting. Pressing her backwards onto the bed, I cover her with my body. Her arms move around to my back, pulling me even more into her body. There is not enough space between our bodies for even air to get through. I don’t want there to be any separation between us. Neither one of us does.
While remaining with my lips on hers, I adjust my hands so they are reaching underneath her thighs, bringing her legs to once again wrap around my waist. Positioning myself at her apex, I begin to guide my cock inside of her body. Her breathing increases as I fuse our bodies together.
I grunt. “You’re so fucking tight.”
Adjusting, I hike her right leg even higher up my body, giving myself just a quarter inch more room. A little farther and I am fully seated inside of her body. She wraps her arms tighter around me, silently begging me to give her more. Her words aren’t there but her body tells me what she needs.
I pull out and push fully back into her, again and again, starting a rhythm that comes naturally. Her breathing moves in spurts, but her kiss-swollen lips remain quiet. Needing more from her, I lower my head, kissing her and using one of my hands to again play with her nipples. This causes her back to arch farther off the bed and a small moan to escape, before she cuts it off. Wondering what that was about, I pull back to look down at her, but her head lifts and she captures my lips with her own.
