“Exactly what I was aiming for,” I murmur against her skin, holding her eyes as I scissor my fingers, parting her and exposing her clit to me.
I tongue the sweet swollen flesh, watching the way her back bows.
“Please,” she whimpers. “It’s… oh my God… so good…”
I press my lips to her, humming a soft tune before I continue to work her with my tongue.
“What… what is that?” she moans.
“Don’t you recognize it?”
She stares at me as I hum the song against her again.
“It feels…” Her eyes roll and her grip on my hair tightens.
“Feels beautiful,” I say, humming and licking her again.
“Sullivan… Oh fuck.”
She comes on my tongue, sending a rush of wetness that I swallow down with a rough curse, hungry for more.
I keep kissing and sucking, pinning her down by her hips when she tries to pull back and get away from me.
“It’s so sensitive. Stop,” she squeals.
I close my eyes, kissing between her legs with a tortured groan.
“I could do that all night,” I tell her as I move up onto myknees. I keep her legs held to my shoulders so she’s lying beneath me as I kneel over her.
“I want to be inside you so damn much, Tate,” I say, gripping my cock with one hand and running it up and down through her wetness, watching the swollen lips of her pussy part for me in invitation. “But you’ll have to take me bare if you want me.”
“You don’t use condoms?” She frowns at me, her cheeks glowing from her orgasm.
“I always use them. But I don’t have any in the house.”
I rub my cock over her clit, inhaling sharply as it touches my slit and my precum drips onto it. I don’t want to use one with her, even if I did have some. I want to feel every damn inch as I slide inside her. I want to watch her eyes widen at that first stretch as I take her.
“You’ll be safe if you say yes. Are you on birth control?”
“The pill,” she answers, studying me like she’s confused.
“What is it?” I turn my head and kiss her leg propped up on my shoulder.
She shakes her head. “Nothing.”
I run my hand up and down her leg, pressing kisses to it as I gaze down at her.
“Can we do this, Tate?”
I tap the glistening crown of my cock against her clit, loving the way her lower lip trembles in response.
“Yes,” she breathes.
Thank fuck.
I hold my cock in position, pinning my eyes on hers as I feed the fat head inside her.
“Oh…” Her pupils blow wide, and her body resists me.
