I pushed her hair over her shoulder and traced one of her breasts. They were heavy and round and I wanted to do all kinds of things with them. Like suffocate between them. Fuck, they were glorious.
“I’m a boob woman too,” I told her as I gently squeezed one, brushing my thumb across her nipple. It hardened in my hand and her breathing changed. Watching her respond to me was just as good as being touched myself. It was power, and I liked the taste of it.
“I’m just a ‘you’ woman I think,” I said, and she let out the cutest little giggle.
“You like me.”
I rolled my eyes at her. “Yeah, I think that’s obvious.”
Just to see if I could shut her up, I licked one of her nipples and she let out a moan. There.
“Oh that’s good, that’s really good,” she said as I toyed with her nipple, alternating bites and licks and deep pulls that had her thrashing.
I had almost taken control again when she shoved her hand between my thighs and started aggressively stroking my pussy.
My mouth fell open and I cursed, the sounds echoing off the walls.
“Touch me too,” she gasped as I widened my legs to give her better access and tilted my body for a better angle. Sliding my hand down her belly, I watched her quiver before I stroked her. She was dripping just as much as I was and that was so gratifying.
There was no way she wanted this more than me, though.
Her head fell back and she moaned. I had to kiss her to get a taste of that sound.
“That’s my girl. You like that?” The words just fell out of my mouth. No idea where they came from.
Her fingers had paused their assault, but then they started stroking me again, enveloping my clit with every pass and driving me wild with sensation. It was like she’d known exactly what I liked without having to ask.
Testing, I gave her soft touches and hard strokes and circled her clit and watched her legs shake.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she panted like some kind of dream.
We were both close to losing it and I was determined for her to fall over the edge first. Slipping two fingers into her dripping pussy, I pumped my hand and curled my fingers inside her.
“Oh god, oh god.”
“You can call me god if you want,” I told her, my voice completely unsteady, my words slurred together.
She laughed and I felt it with my hand.
“Are you close?” she asked meeting my eyes.
“Yes. Are you?”
“Yeah. You go first.”
Clumsily I shook my head. “No, you’re going first.”
She looked like she was going to fight with me, but then she kissed me and drove two fingers inside me, somehow slamming them directly against my G-spot at the same time as she pressed her palm to my clit and my climax yanked me under. It crashed through me, leaving me floating in a shower of stars.
It was too good to be real. Too intense to last.
When I finally came back to my body, I was covered in sweat and shaking badly.
Vail kissed me, her tongue slow and torturous. “That was so hot.”
I slid my eyes over to her face and realized I still had my fingers inside her. Even during my own orgasm, I’d been thinking about making sure she got hers.
Slowly, I pumped my fingers in and out of her and it didn’t take much to make her start moaning and cursing again and then I felt the ripples of her climax take her as she undulated on top of the coats and made the sexiest sounds I’d ever heard in my life, her eyes fluttering open and closed.
