“Good,” she pants. “So good. More.”
“Can I taste you, baby? Peaches and cream is my favorite flavor."
“Fuck,” she groans. “Yes.” She nods frantically. “Please.”
I thrust my finger into her a few more times, kissing her breathlessly before moving down her body until my face is between her legs.
My eyes lock on her cunt and the way she’s gushing over my finger, her slick already coating my hand. “Such a messy girl,” I purr and lean down to have a taste.
The moment her slick hits my tongue, I let out a whimpered moan. So good. So fucking good.
Lexi gasps, her hands gripping the blankets. I go for another taste, then another, until I’m devouring her pussy like a starved man as I thrust my finger in and out of her, stretching her open, getting her ready to take my cock.
The sounds she makes are downright sinful. I’ve never been so hard in my life.
I rut against the bed, needing some sort of relief, soaking the blankets with my pre-cum.
“Emmett,” she whimpers. “Oh fuck. Oh god. Yes. That feels so good. I’m close. I’m gonna–oh fuck. What is this feeling?” she pants out, sounding a little panicked.
“It’s a orgasm, baby. Cum for me, Peaches. Soak my face with your juices."
Her hips lift, grinding her pussy against my face. “Oh, oh, oh!”
She cums on my tongue with a strangled cry when I thrust a second finger in at the same time that I suck her clit between my lips. She gasps for air as her body shakes and trembles on my tongue.
Like a greedy man, I lap at her folds, desperate for every last drop I can get.
Chest heaving, I get to my knees and stare down at her with hungry eyes. She looks up at me, cheeks flushed, pupils dilated, her chest rising and falling as she comes down from her high.
“How was that?” I ask, shuffling forward between her legs.
“Intense,” she pants out with a laugh. “But fuck, it felt so good. I could easily become addicted to cumming.”
“Good,” I chuckle, lowering myself so that I’m settled over her. “Because I could easily become addicted to making you cum.”
She bites her lower lip as her perfume fills the air. If I were an Alpha, I’d be feral right about now. She’s perfect in every way.
“I want more,” she whispers, like she’s afraid of asking for what she wants. “I want you. Inside me.”
“Yeah?” I grin, reaching between us to wrap my hand around my shaft. “You want my cock?”
“Emmett,” she groans. I chuckle, kissing her.
I rub the tip against her slit. “What?” I murmur against her lips.
“Yes,” she breathes. “I want your cock. Inside me. Now. Please.”
“You’re so polite.” I suck her lower lip into my mouth and trap it between my teeth.
She moans, eyes fluttering shut. “Emmett–” she starts to growl with impatience, but it’s cut off with a gasp when I press the tip against her entrance.
A flood of nervousness hits me, my heart going crazy as I stare down at her. “Are you okay?” I ask, checking to see how she’s doing.
“Uh-huh.” She nods, her breaths coming out in quick, short bursts. “Just go slow, okay?”
Nodding, I press in more, sucking in a gasp when she squeezes around my tip. “Fuck.”
Her eyes squeeze shut, her hands gripping my arms.
