She grins and then it turns into a smirk. “It’s rude not to return the favor.” Her eyes twinkle in the sunlight that is coming through the blinds.
“Is it now?” I ask her, pushing her jeans over her hips as I get down on my knees in front of her.
“I want to memorize every single part of your body,” I inform her as I rub down the back of her legs and move one foot out of her pants. I kiss her stomach and then trail my kisses left to right. My hand works to free the other leg. “I want to cherish every single part of your body.” I look up at her and her hand comes to play in my hair. “Every fucking part I want to kiss, lick, and suck.” I move my hands to her hips, gripping her lace panties in my hand before moving them down her legs slowly. I stop myself from just ripping them in my hands and then eating her pussy while she stands up with her leg over my shoulder. “The things I want to do to you.” I watch her eyes watching me. “The things I’ve thought about doing to you”—I wink at her—“all started with you in my bed.” I get up and put one hand around her shoulders and the other under her knees before carrying her to my bed.
I place her head down on the pillows before bending my head to kiss her. Her hands come up to hold my face as my tongue fights with hers. I move my legs over her to get between them, letting her mouth go and then moving my lips down, stopping at her right nipple first. Her hand moves to the back of my neck as I move down to her stomach and then finally where I’ve wanted to taste the minute after I kissed her. I move her right leg back as I feel her move her left leg back before her pussy is in front of my face, and the only thing I can do is kiss her right on the little strip of hair she has there.
My eyes find hers, right before my tongue comes out, and I lick from her clit down and then back up again. Her taste on my tongue is one I know I’ll crave every single day. Her head goes back onto the pillow and her eyes close when I slide my tongue inside of her.
Her hands move from the side of her to beside her head. “Oh my God,” she pants when I move my tongue. With the tip, I flick her clit side to side before sucking it into my mouth. “Oh, God. I—” Her hips move up as I feast on her. I slide my tongue back into her and she moves one of her hands to the back of my head as she puts her left heel on my shoulder. She stops talking when I suck her pussy into my mouth.
“Not God, Lexi,” I say, “it’s Kirby. Say my name when you come.” She looks at me. “Going to make you come with my tongue.” I slide it back into her. “Then with my fingers.” She writhes under me while my tongue plays with her clit. “Then with my cock.” I lick around her hole twice before sliding my tongue back in. My tongue fucks her and I wish it was my cock. She’s hot, wet, and tight, and my half-mast cock is now hard and ready to fuck her. “You like this?” I ask her, even though I know from her moaning and her pants that she likes this. She doesn’t answer me with her words, but instead she puts her hand on the back of my head and shoves my face deeper into her pussy. I chuckle. “Take what you want, baby.” She moves her hips up and down my tongue until the tip is at her clit.
She rolls her hips side to side, her hand moving behind her head as she grips on to the pillows. “I’m coming,” she calls out as my tongue plays with her clit. “It’s—” She arches her back and moans out her release. My hand grips her hip to stop her from moving out of my reach. “Kirby,” she whispers my name.
“Yeah, baby,” I answer her and watch her face at the same time I slide a finger inside her. Her eyes flutter open, the lust written all over her face. “Time to make you come with my fingers,” I tell her. “Open your legs wider, baby.” She moves her hips back and her legs widen to the sides. “So fucking wet.” I watch my own finger slide into her, becoming coated with her juices before I slide another one in. “Is my girl ready to come again?”
“Yes,” she pants.
“Ride my fingers.” I curl my two fingers up and rub against her G-spot and she about shoots off the bed. “Use my fingers to make yourself come.” She moves her hips up and down.
“Faster,” she hisses out, “need more.”
“Okay.” I move my fingers with her hips now, my fingers slipping into her up to my knuckles. “You about to come again?” She doesn’t have a chance to answer me; she moves her hips to the side and then moans out her orgasm. Her pussy convulses on my fingers, over and over again. She clamps her legs shut around my hand, her hips riding out her orgasm. “Fuck me,” I mumble, my cock aching to slide inside of her.
“Need to get inside you, baby,” I tell her and she moves her hips back and then opens her legs. “Get a condom.” I motion to her with my chin to the bedside table. She takes the new box out, rips it open, the condoms flying on the bed as she takes one and then looks at me.
“I’ve never,” she starts to say, “put one on.” I move over her, pushing her back to the bed and I devour her mouth.
“Let me teach you.” I sit back and tear the top off in between my lips, taking it out and handing it to her. “Hold the base of my cock,” I instruct her and she grips it with my hand. “Put the condom on the top of my cock, baby.” I watch her hand place it softly on the top. “Roll it once.” She does as she’s told. “Squeeze the tip.” She looks down at my cock, full concentration. “That’s perfect”—she looks up at me—“now roll it down.” She rolls it until the base of my cock. “There.” The smirk on her face as if she just figured out the biggest secret in the world.
“Is that okay?” she asks me and I don’t answer her, instead I kiss her like I’ve never kissed anyone before. I hold her jaw as I move my face over to the other side, trying to get the kiss deeper.
I let her go when she arches her back. “Want to fuck you slow,” I state before I kiss her again, “but not sure I can.”
“Then fuck me fast.” She holds my face in her hands as we kiss, the heels of her feet already at the back of my thighs, digging into them. “I don’t care how you fuck me.” She moves her head to the side, her hand now reaching in between us as she jerks my cock in her hand. “As long as you fuck me.”
She places my cock at her entrance and I just sink into her. The head of my cock feels her heat and wetness and then every thought leaves my head and I slam into her. She’s so fucking tight, it takes me a second to breathe before I move my hips. I place my hands on the bed as I fuck her. Her hands are on my face, our mouths open but not touching as we both pant out. Her eyes are closed for half the time and all I can do is watch her. She licks her lips and then calls my name, “Kirby.”
“Right here, baby,” I say, my tongue coming out to slide into her mouth once as my cock pounds into her. She holds on to my arm with one hand and wraps the other around my shoulder. Her left leg moves over my shoulder, making my cock sink into her deeper. Both of us groan out when I get deeper in her. “I don’t know how much longer I can last,” I admit to her between clenched teeth, the hand on my arm now on my shoulder.
“Don’t hold back,” she urges. “Show me how much you want me.” Her eyes move from mine to between us, making me look down.
“Look at how your pussy takes my cock.” The minute I say that, she gets tighter. “So tight for me.” I pull out and then slam back in a couple of times. “So fucking wet.” She closes her eyes for a second before opening them back up. “You going to come on my cock?”
“Yes.” She nods her head and my forehead falls to hers as I fuck her with everything I have. I move my right hand from beside her to over her head, gripping it in my hand as I fuck her harder than I want to. The harder I fuck her, the tighter she becomes. She arches her neck and moans out before coming back and sliding her tongue into my mouth at the same time she comes on my cock. Her pussy’s so tight it’s hard to pull out, even an inch. She holds on to my face, her fingertips gripping me as she gushes over my cock. “I can’t,” she mewls, shocked. “It’s happening again.”
“Let it,” I urge her. “Ride it out, baby.” Before she even finishes riding the first orgasm, she comes again. This time I can’t fight it back; my balls tighten as I come. Our eyes lock on each other as if she knows I need to see her eyes. Her eyes lock on to mine as if she needs to see mine. My mouth devours hers as my thrusts slow down, until I’m just planted to the root inside of her. “Jesus,” I say, turning to the side and taking her with me, “you’ve fucking ruined me.” I look at her face as she looks at me, her eyes going down as she tries not to smile but fails. My arms wrap around her, not wanting to ever let her go. I kiss her nose before she buries her face in my neck.
“I want to stay like this forever, but I have to get rid of the condom,” I inform her as I slide away from her, “and then we need some food.” I stand on the side of the bed, watching her turn to her side to watch me. Her perfect fucking body is on display and my cock, which should be going down right about now, wants a round two, then probably three and might settle after four. “You want to come with me?” I motion with my head toward the bathroom. “Or do you want me to bring you a rag?”
“I’ll come with you,” she says, getting off of the bed and standing next to me. “Um, is that normal?” She points to my cock that is still hard.
“No.” I shake my head and slip my hand in hers as I make my way over to the bathroom. “But then again, nothing with you, Lexi, is normal.” I walk into the bathroom and she looks around. “Give me a second and I’ll get out of your way and you can do your thing.” I walk over to the toilet and pull the condom off of me, before grabbing tissues and tossing it in the trash. “I’ll meet you downstairs.” I stop beside her and bend to kiss her neck.
“Okay,” she says and I walk over and slip on my briefs before walking down the steps and to the front door where our food is waiting. Turning, I walk back into the open-concept room. The dining room off the massive kitchen is right in front of the four big couches that face the television. The whole back of the house is floor-to-ceiling windows, showing you the ocean. It’s the same view from the bedroom, but I don’t have any shades in this room. The windows also all slide open if you want. I walk to the cabinets, taking out two plates and look over when I hear footsteps. She walks into the room wearing one of my Warriors T-shirts. “I borrowed this,” she says. “I hope it’s okay.”
“It’s more than okay,” I reply as she moves to the island and her eyes go to the water.
