She nods.
I kiss her lips again and then nibble down her cheek, her neck, and the center of her chest. When I lift my head, she arches, silently begging for more.
“Fuck, baby. Prettiest nipples I’ve ever seen.” I brace myself with my hands on either side of her chest and blow on one hard tip.
She cries out as if I’ve fucked into her to the hilt. How loud will she be when I finally let her have my cock?
With my tongue, I circle one nipple, not touching it directly because I want her to squirm harder. I need her to understand that I can and will make her writhe like any hero in any book.
She lets out a frustrated sigh when I switch to torment the other tight bud. “Please…” she begs.
Her breasts are fucking perfect. Exactly a handful. High and perky. Sprinkled with freckles. But her nipples… Fuck. Me. I could stare at the pointy tips for hours. Finally giving in, I draw one into my mouth, sucking hard enough to make her moan low and deep. I flick the little bud rapidly with my tongue. It’s like a ripe berry, ready to be devoured.
I switch to its twin, treating it to the same sucking and licking before nipping at it just hard enough to make her groan. I bet one day I’ll be able to make her come from nipple play alone, but right now I need my mouth on her pussy.
Leaving her nipples wet with my saliva, I lower my head to nuzzle her pussy. Her legs are still parted, but not as far as I’d like, so I bring my palms back to her inner thighs and push them against the mattress.
She smells so good. I can’t keep from moaning as I suck on her pussy, drawing her wet panties into my mouth.
Melody cries out, bucking against my mouth. I’m not even making direct contact, and she’s writhing. I have to hold her firmly to keep her from wiggling completely out of my reach.
“Oh God… Brody…” Her high-pitched voice is filled with desperation.
I glance up at her face before using my tongue to push the gusset of her panties to the side so I can fully taste her. When I lick through her folds, I growl. The sound and vibrations must set her off because my girl screams.
Chapter 10
Melody
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I can’t believe it. He just made me come. He didn’t even need to remove my panties. He stripped me naked except for the white cotton and barely touched me. I came harder than I’ve ever come in my life—and I’ve had a lot of practice.
My entire body is still jerking with aftershocks. His tongue is still gliding through my folds. He didn’t even flick it over my clit before I came, but he’s gently licking my swollen nub now.
I’m moaning. I can’t stop. If he keeps this up, I might come again. That’s not something I’ve ever managed. I’m a one-and-done kind of girl. I orgasm and then lie limply panting until I can drag myself out of bed to clean up and pee.
Suddenly, Brody grips my panties with one hand and tugs them to the side, more fully exposing me. He growls again and stares down at me. “Fuck, baby. Prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen. So pink. Just like your nipples. So hot and wet. I bet you’re tight.”
I lift my hips, silently begging him to find out. I’m still riding the waves of my release and I swear another one is building, but my pussy feels empty. Needy. I want him to fill it.
This isn’t like me, either. I often use a clitoral stimulator without bothering to fill my channel. My orgasms come from my clit anyway. The release is all centered around that greedy bundle of nerves.
Except that’s not what just happened. He made a small amount of contact with my clit when he first sucked the entire area through my panties. But when he dragged his tongue through my folds, he made me come without touching my clit. I didn’t even know that was possible. I’ve never written anything like that into a book.
Brody lowers his face to my pussy, focusing his attention on my clit this time. He draws it between his lips before gently tugging on it with his teeth.
I stop breathing. The room spins as all my blood rushes to that spot. I swear my clit is pulsing and swollen. He’s holding it hostage between his teeth while flicking it with his tongue. It’s more intense than any toy I own. He’s ruining me. Destroying me. Nothing I ever do will live up to these new standards.
I have some pretty powerful vibrators. But this… This is a world all of its own. I feel like I’m sinking. Like my body is being tugged into the earth. The orgasm I had is a distant memory because a new, more powerful one is building.
When he hums against my clit, I shatter, the tremors seeming to reach deep. My body convulses with this second release, my teeth chattering as wave after wave of my orgasm reduces me to a simpering pile of exposed nerves.
Brody eventually releases my captive clit. He eases my soaked panties over my trembling pussy and continues to kiss me reverently all over my panties and my inner thighs. Eventually, he nibbles up my body, releasing my legs so they flop limply. He drops a tiny kiss on each nipple.
Hovering over me, he smiles. “Marry me?”
I start giggling. Part of me is shouting, Yes, yes, yes! Luckily, I have a few working brain cells and manage to keep from saying that out loud.
