“I know what you’re doing,” I grumble as she moves at a snail’s pace.
“Me? I’m not doing anything,” she says, batting her eye lashes.
With a growl, I lunge for her and pull her over me, gripping onto her ass to shove her up to my face. I dive in, sliding my tongue into her. She cries out, her fingers digging into my scalp.
Every time she rocks on my face, I hold her in place. I don’t want this to end. I want to savor her all night long.
Of course I know that won’t happen. She gets so sensitive after she comes and doesn’t like me to keep going. But I could give her a break… then go again.
“Grizz, that feels so good,” she moans, her fingers raking through my hair. I wish I could see her better. Watch the curve of her back, or her thick thighs around my face. I imagine her long, dark hair cascading down her back, and something about that is so fucking sexy. Her pussy swells, which tells me she’s close. It’s such a giveaway. She can never hide it from me.
I moan as I lick her sweet cunt, suck on her clit, and make sure she knows how much I’m enjoying this. Her body shakes, gasps getting closer together. My dick is so hard, I may come just like this. I wouldn’t care if I did, either. I want her to see what she does to me. I want her to know that I love her just like this, that I am so damn attracted to her that it makes me crazy.
“Oh, god... Grizz! Yes, right there…”
My dick is throbbing, and I can’t stop licking her. Her pussy flutters, gushing as she comes and drenching my face and beard. She rides my face hard. I can’t breathe. But if I’m going to die, this is how I want to go—with my girl’s cunt on my face, crying out my name and telling me how good I make her feel.
Thankfully, I do not die. She sits back, resting her ass on my chest and I suck in air. She’s gasping too, her tits leaking.
“Angel, fuck,” I groan, swiping at her nipple and licking the milk away.
She laughs, running a hand through her hair.
“Now I really need to shower.”
“I’ll allow it.”
“Oh, you’ll allow it, hm?” Playfulness dances in her eyes.
“That’s what I said, Angel. Though, I wouldn’t be mad if you stayed here.” I nip at her thigh, and she yelps. “I could lick you some more.”
“No way.” She shakes her head, then looks over her shoulder. When she turns back to me, she’s grinning.
“What?” I ask cautiously.
She scoots herself down my body, until she’s over my thighs. Before I can argue, she frees my dick and sinks onto me. I almost erupt right there.
“Jesus fuck!”
She rocks her hips forward and backward slowly. I hold onto her, trying to hold onto my sanity, too, but she makes me lose my mind. I’m so fucking hard and needing to come that there’s no way it’s even a minute before I do.
With a satisfied smile, she stands and offers me her hand.
“Come shower with me.”
“You think I can move after that?”
She rolls her eyes, urging her hand toward me. “Come on. Before the baby wakes up.”
With a huff, I get up and we hurry across the hall and into the bathroom, naked. We do that often and laugh about it. It’s unlikely Tommy or Kelsey would come down here and see us, but there’s still a chance of it.
I’m in the middle of washing my hair when Dorothea starts to cry.
“Shit,” Anastacia mutters.
“I got it,” I say, quickly rinsing my hair.
“You didn’t wash up yet.”
