I look into her trusting blue eyes as she comes apart for me, riding each clench and wave out with me, sharing every part of her pleasure with me as she keeps her eyes locked on mine.
Like a fucking goddess.
“Sullivan,” she whines my name in awe as her orgasm fades, like she was in ecstasy, and I’m the one who put her there.
“Come with me.”
I lift her into my arms, and she wraps her trembling legs around my waist.
“Where are you taking me?”
“Where I’ve dreamed of seeing you.”
I carry her into my bedroom and drop her onto the bed, standing back to look at her. Her red hair fans out against the white sheets like a scorching flame.
I unbutton my shirt as I drink her in.
“Take your dress off.”
She complies slowly, watching me undress as she reaches around and slides down her zipper. Her eyes roam over my chest before dipping lower and snagging on the tented fabric of my pants.
“Don’t get distracted,” I scold as I unfasten my belt.
Her eyes glitter, and she slips the dress from her shoulders rolling it down her body, uncovering inch after inch of soft, smooth, feminine flesh.
“Now your bra and panties.”
I drag my zipper down, my cock twitching as I shove my pants down and step out of them.
Tate’s eyes darken as they fix on my erection straining inside my boxers. I study her as I push them down and free my cock. Her eyes widen and her mouth pops open in a silent gasp.
My lips twitch and I make a show of wrapping my hand around my dick and giving it a slow stroke.
“Now show me what I’m getting,” I rasp, gesturing to her deep blue silk lingerie that’s still covering too much of her body.
She unclasps her bra at the front and her magnificent tits spill free, both nipples puckered into delicious pink peaks.
I squeeze my cock and the end of it drips.
“Keep going.” My voice comes out strained.
She wriggles, hooking her thumbs underneath the sides of her panties and lifting her hips from the bed in order to slide them off.
It’s the little arch of her hips thatdoes it.
Like an invitation.
I lose all fucking patience.
“Fuck!”
I grab her legs and lift them onto my shoulders. I don’t give her time to react. I sink my face between her thighs and press my mouth against her soaking flesh, my body going taut as her taste hits my tongue.
“Fuck, yes, oh sweet Jesus…” I groan.
I suck and lick and grunt and swallow, eating up her quivering little pussy like my life depends on it.
“Sullivan.” She arches on the bed, her hands twisting my hair at the roots. “Oh my God, You’ll make me come again.”
