I’ve been wanting to fuck this woman since the first time I met her three years ago. Three infuriatingly long years. And not once has she ever given me more than a dubious side-eye and a sassy quip. Now I have her spread out in front of me like a goddamn buffet. This is the stuff wet dreams are made of, and I am not about to fuck it up.
Pressing a knee into the mattress, I lean over Hannah, staring down into her big, blue eyes as I link my fingers into the waist of her little shorts and start to peel them down over her hips and thighs. She lifts her feet up off the bed, allowing me to tug the blue cotton all the way off, discarding them over my shoulder.
I sit back on my haunches by her feet, resting my hands on her knees, her thighs falling open enough for me to catch a glimpse of her pussy, and holy fucking shit. I’m forced to bowmy head, closing my eyes on a stifled groan because, as expected, she’s fucking perfect.
Her pussy is bare, save for a neatly trimmed triangle of hair, and wetter than I’ve ever seen a pussy before, which is saying a lot because I’ve seen more than my fair share. I drag my hands down the inner sides of her soft thighs, stopping at the apex, and slowly, teasingly, touch her everywhere but where she’s clearly so fucking needy for me. And when I do it again, following the same path, she lifts her hips a touch, trying yet failing to get my fingers where she wants them.
As my thumbs barely graze the edges of her swollen pussy lips, Hannah throws her back with a frustrated groan. “Happy, I swear to God,” she warns through gritted teeth, glaring at me. “If you don’t start eating my pussy in the next three seconds, I’m going to call Toast Malone in here and yellattack!”
Biting back a smile, I drag my tongue over my bottom lip before shuffling down so I’m on my stomach, my face mere inches from her glistening cunt. Fuck me, she smells like a dream. Mouthwatering. But I decide to tease her once more, leaning in close enough like I’m about to give her exactly what she wants before stopping, only to blow a cool breath over her perfect little clit.
“Ohmygod, you’re a fucking asshole!” she whines, covering her face with her hands.
With a low chuckle, I reach up and pull her hands away from her face, watching her as I lay my tongue flat and lick her from cunt to clit with one long, determined swipe.
“Oh, fuck yes, good boy!”
Wait a second.
I arch a brow, peering up at her curiously.
Did she just call me a good boy?
I can’t recall a time I’ve ever been called a good boy, at least not since I was in kindergarten, but fuck me, her praise shoots straight to my dick, and I want to hear it again. I can be her good boy. Hell, I’ll be her best boy if she’ll fucking let me.
Pushing up onto her elbows, Hannah reaches out and sweeps my hair away from my eyes, watching me lick her, my tongue drawing slow, teasing circles around her swollen clit. “Right there, yes,” she whimpers out, clamping her bottom lip between her teeth to stifle her sexy sounds.
I wrap my arms around her thighs, opening her wider and burying my face into her, tasting all of her, eating her out with fervor and fucking her tight hole with my tongue. I can’t get enough of her—her taste, her smell, her sounds, her shudders. I want it all. I’m officially addicted to Hannah Draper’s pussy.
As I suck her clit, I insert one, then two fingers inside of her, and fuck if I don’t almost pass out at the way her pussy sucks me in, so tight, so hot. She cries out, her head falling back, breasts heaving with heavy, racking breaths. And as I alternate between sucking her and licking her, finger fucking her, I revel as she grows wetter and wetter. I bet she’s a squirter; it’s always the ones you least expect.
“Oh, shit, keep doing that!” Hannah moans when I flick my tongue over her clit, curling my fingers up and rubbing against her front wall.
I can’t help but grin against her because yep, she’s going to squirt; I can feel the pressure building inside of her already. To help her out, I place my hand against her pussy mound, putting a little weight there as I go to town, licking her clit and tapping her G-spot, giving her just what she needs. But right as she starts to crest, she pushes me away, clamping her thighs together.
I rear back, gaping at her. “What’s wrong?”
“I can’t, I—” She stops, sucking in a breath. “I’m going to?—”
When I see a flicker of embarrassment flash in her eyes, I can’t help but balk because is she actually ashamed that she’s a squirter? That’s some straight-up blasphemy.
“I know, Baby Draper,” I assure her with a knowing grin. “And that is hot as fuck. Let me keep going,” I say, gently trying to coax her legs apart.
“No, it’s gross.” She shoves me away.
“It’s notgross. How dare you. It’s natural and beautiful. And… like I said, hot as fuck. Now open wide and let me make this pretty cunt squirt all over my fucking face.”
Huffing a breath, Hannah looks at me like she’s hoping looks might actually have the ability to kill. Unfortunately for her, that’s just not possible. I flash her my most charming grin. She reciprocates with an eye roll, but then ever so tentatively she spreads her thighs, and I waste no time, latching my mouth around her pretty pussy and ravaging her with my tongue, bringing her right back to the brink.
“Oh my God, it’s so… fucking good,” Hannah sobs, gripping the back of my head and fisting my hair, holding me to her.
I lick up and down her slit, faster with every pass, and I slide my fingers back inside her, reveling in the filthy sound of her wetness amplified through the silence. I twist my wrist, curling my fingers up against her G-spot, and I don’t stop rubbing, my thumb pressing against her clit so I can pull back enough to watch her come undone for me in three… two… one…
“Oh!” Hannah cries out, her body stretching and contorting, chest heaving, stomach muscles flexing, legs twitching.
“Fuck, yeah,” I mutter under my breath, awed at how beautiful she looks as she comes.
I pull my fingers out, watching, enamored by her release gushing out, soaking me and her bed. And, because I’m an asshole, I continue rubbing her pussy, slapping her clit a few times to prologue her orgasm enough for another gush.
