“You’re so good,” I moan as I continue rolling my tongue against her clit as she grinds on my face.She’s trembling hard.I know what she wants.
My two fingers move to her opening, and I push them inside at the same time my mouth moves to her clit and sucks it hard between my teeth.
My fingers thrust inside her slowly, knowing exactly where her sweet spot is.
She moans loudly, and I murmur against her pussy.“Come on my face.”
“Oh, fuck.”And with that, I graze my teeth along her clit as I drag my fingers along her front wall.Her whole body shudders against me, and the feel of her in my hands, under my mouth, collapsing like this is making my heart beat wildly and my dick harder, if that’s even possible.I’m so desperate to be inside her, my dick is leaking, but I won’t come… only in her.
She goes still beneath me, her breathing changing, and her hands tighten in my hair as she rides out her orgasm.
“Are you okay?”I ask, lifting off her after she’s come.
“More than okay.”
It’s an incredible thing, knowing I did this to her.That every shaky breath, every tremble still leaving her body, every drop of pleasure, it’s all because of me.
She rolls her eyes playfully at my smug grin, but doesn’t bother hiding the wicked curve of her lips.
I kiss my way back up her stomach.My hands press into the mattress on either side of her face, hovering above her, soaking in the sight of her spent and glowing.
“That was perfect,” she murmurs.“Thank you.But look at your face.”She lifts a hand to my jaw, tracing over the damp scruff on my upper lip and chin.“You’re all covered in me.”
“That’s how I like it.”
Her fingers grab my head and tug me down to her mouth.I groan into the kiss, deepening it when I feel her other hand move, sliding down my stomach, wrapping around my cock.
“Fuck.”The strangled curse rips out of me.
Her fingers close around me, stroking me just enough to make me twitch in her grip.She watches me with dark, knowing eyes, glee flashing across her face as she feels just how fucking turned on I am.
A slow smile curls her lips.“I like this.”
“Yeah?”
She nods, biting her lip.“I like knowing you want me this much.”
There’s something about the way she says it… something vulnerable beneath all that teasing confidence that makes my chest ache.
“Amelia, I always want you.”I breathe hard, trying to get myself under control.“Let me grab a condom.”
She watches as I get off the bed, heading for the nightstand.The rustle of the foil packet, the snap of latex against my skin should be nothing, just part of the routine, but her eyes stay locked on me, lips parted, her breath coming faster.
“You like this?”I stroke myself once, just to tease her.
“God, yes.”Her voice is breathy.“It’s so hot watching you do that.”
I groan.“Fuck, Trouble, you’re killing me.”
She giggles, but it’s soft, faint with need.“I’m also jealous of your hands,” she says.“It was nice touching you.”
I climb back onto the bed, settling between her parted thighs.
“Next time, you can touch me first,” I promise, dragging my lips over hers in a kiss that’s far too brief for either of us.“But right now, I need you.”
Her legs hook around my waist, locking me in place.
“You ready?”My body is screaming at me to stop talking and take what we both need.
