I squirm, feeling his breath tickle my skin.
“I knew you’d have a beautiful pussy,” he rasps, meeting my shy gaze. “No wonder I can’t get enough of it.” Brushing my clit until it throbs, he presses down on it. “Do you want to come on my mouth, angel?”
I nod.
“Ask me then.” Another teasing stroke. “You know I like to hear your words.”
“Make me come with your mouth, Nathan.”
“You will watch me eat your tight little cunt.” Bending inches from my quivering core, he warns, “If you look away, I stop.”
I lean on my elbows, vowing, “I won’t.”
He takes a long swipe of my pussy with the flat of his tongue, making my back arch off the table. A rapturous feeling spreads over his face at the taste of my wetness. He takes a deeper swipe after spreading my folds wider.
His eyes shut as he buries his face against me and circles my clit.
He’s truly enjoying this.
Loving my arousal.
Any lingering tension vanishes from my body. I moan loudly at the euphoric sensations. The softness of his wet tongue. The eagerness in his strokes. The joy in his manly groans. The painful bite of his fingers digging into my skin.
I cannot believe I almost signed off on a life without this.
It would’ve been criminal.
“Fuck, Nathan, your mouth,” I cry out, burying my hand in his dark locks. His eyelids fly open, gaze sharpening when I shamelessly press against his lips. “More. Harder. I… I need it.”
Dark desire flashes on his face. Closing his lips around my swollen nub, he sucks hard. I buck against his mouth, especially when he flicks it with his expert tongue.
How many women has he gone down on for him to be this amazing?
“Oh god!”
“Making me your god?” he cockily teases. “At least wait until I’ve made you come, filthy girl.”
I flush a bright shade of red. “Please.”
“Not yet.” Then he reminds me, “You don’t come without my permission. I’m nowhere close to having my fill of you.”
“I haven’t had my fill of your mouth either,” I confess.
“You like what I’m doing to you?”
“So much.”
“Which part? This?” He licks from the top of my clit to my empty hole and back up. “Or this?” A harsh suck with a flick of his tongue. “Maybe this?” His teeth nip on my slit until I writhe. “Tell me.”
“All of it!”
“Even this?” His mouth lowers to my puckered hole, flicking it shamelessly. Holding my stunned gaze, he rims my asshole so teasingly that a fresh wave of arousal leaks from my pussy. “Answer me, Ari!”
“Yes, I… I like it!”
“Such a dirty little whore.”
The ache in my belly breathes a life of its own, becoming harder to ignore. Demanding to be freed. “Nathan, I… Make me come. Please.”
