I’m rendered speechless by her.
Mabel leans back with a confident smile, letting me drink in her appearance.
I love that she isn’t shy.
Enraptured, my fingers have a mind of their own as they map over her curves and stretch marks. Fuck, I just want to devour every inch of this succulent woman. Her love handles—the sexiest thing on a woman. Her generous tits. Her juicy pussy.
I want everything this woman has to give andmore.
I’ll never have enough of her.
Mabel takes my hands in hers and gently places them on her waist. The skin-to-skin contact sears me like a hot poker. “Make me feel good, Liam.”
I can’t deny this girl anything. I don’t want to either.
My fingers slip over her pussy and I learn her contours, roaming over the wetness pouring out of her tight hole before circling her engorged clit. Mabel’s moans echo in my mind like a choir. I bring my fingers to my mouth to taste the flavour of her lust.
Sweet.
Tart.
Addicting.
I groan, obsessed with another part of her. “Goddamn, you taste amazing, Bel.”
“Liam.” She drags my name out like a prayer.
We make out slowly and my fingers return to her cunt. I focus on her greedy clit, loving the way her body reacts to my attention. Trembling with anticipation. Seeking gratification. Rocking as I thrust a finger into her wet heat. Dear God, Bel’s eager pussy sucks me down to my last knuckle. She’s being such a good girl, running her fingers through my hair and chanting my name in a breathless voice, that I give her a second finger.
Bel’s hips buck while I finger her. “Oh, God. Oh, God.”
I brush my smile against her lips. It’s got a devilish edge to it and she accepts it with a fierce kiss of her own. “Do you like having your pussy played with,mo ghrá?”
“Y-Yes.” Her arms loop around my neck and she presses her naked body to my fully-clothed one. Something about that arouses me immensely. I like how vulnerable it makes her and how much she trusts me.
The forbidden aspect of being out in the open where the world can see us makes this entire tryst even sexier.
“Dirty, dirty girl,” I taunt just as my fingers find a spot deep in Mabel’s lush pussy. Her G-spot, no doubt. I give it more love and my girl whimpers, eyes rolling back into her skull. I fucking love seeing her unruly with pleasure. “I knew underneath that sunshine exterior was a filthy, needy brat.”
“Oh my God, L-Liam. I’m almost there.”
Bel’s bouncing tits sway in my face. I snag a pouty brown nipple and suck like a starving man having his first meal after days. My girl moans louder, holding my head to her tits. I’m practically smothered in her cleavage and her sweet fragrance. I love it here. I never want to leave. I want to fucking die here.
I spank her ass for good measure as I keep working her tits with my mouth.
Her pussy clenches around my fingers, growing wetter and making a mess in my lap.
Bel’s entire body quakes from the pleasure I wring out.
“We’ll get you there, baby,” I promise, sucking a hickey on her neck. “You’ll never be unsatisfied so long as you’re with me.”
“You’re freakishly good at this,” she pants, her eyes narrowing. “Have you had practice?”
The bite of jealousy in her tone has me grinning. This is the first pussy I’ve touched and it’ll be the last one. Mabel doesn’t know it, but I’m a virgin.
I’ve been saving myself for her.
“Are you jealous?” I slap her pussy.
