I shake my head, beyond words as he continues to circle my clit.
"What about your own fingers? Do you touch yourself, Holly?"
"Sometimes," I admit, my cheeks burning. "In the shower."
"Like earlier tonight?" he asks, and my eyes widen in surprise. He smiles knowingly. "I hoped so. Were you thinking about me while you touched yourself?"
I nod, too far gone to be embarrassed anymore. "Yes. I imagined it was your fingers. Your mouth."
He groans, his cock twitching against my thigh. "You want my mouth on your pussy? Is that what you want?"
"Yes," I breathe, the thought alone nearly sending me over the edge. "Please."
He doesn't make me ask twice. He moves down my body, positioning himself between my spread legs, his broad shoulders keeping me open to his gaze.
"So pretty," he says, looking at me with such intensity I have to fight the urge to close my legs. "Pink and wet and perfect. I'm going to make you come with my mouth first, before I fuck you. I want to taste your virgin pussy while you fall apart."
Before I can process his filthy words, his mouth is on me, his tongue making a long, slow pass from my entrance to my clit. I cry out, the sensation more intense than anything I've ever felt. He doesn't stop, licking and sucking, his hands gripping my thighs to keep me spread open for him and only him.
I've pleasured myself before, but nothing could have prepared me for the feel of a hot, skilled mouth in my most intimate place. He alternates between broad strokes of his tongue and on my clit, building me higher and higher until I'm panting and writhing beneath him.
When he slides a finger inside me, I nearly come off the bed. He pumps it slowly in and out, matching the rhythm of his tongue on my clit. The dual sensations are overwhelming, pleasure building to an almost unbearable peak.
"Jacob," I gasp, my hands fisting in the sheets. "I'm going to—"
"Cum for me," he commands. "Cum on my tongue, Holly."
Chapter 5 - Steel
"Cum for me," I command. "Cum on my tongue, Holly."
Her entire body goes rigid, thighs clamping around my head as she shatters. I hold her hips steady, drinking in her release as she cries out my name. My real name, not Steel. The sound of "Jacob" on her lips as she comes undone is more intoxicating than any drug I've ever tried.
I don't stop, though. I keep licking, gentler now but relentless, guiding her through the aftershocks of her orgasm. She's trembling, trying to push my head away, but I'm nowhere near done with her yet.
"Jacob, I can't. It's too much," she gasps, her voice breaking on a sob of pleasure.
I finally lift my head, my chin slick with her arousal, and look up at her flushed face. Her eyes are wide, lips parted, hair a tangled mess against the pillow. She's fucking beautiful like this: wrecked and glowing from her first orgasm given by someone else's touch.
"You taste so fucking good," I tell her, pressing a kiss to her inner thigh. "I could eat this sweet pussy all night."
Her cheeks flush darker at my crude words, but I can see the desire still burning in her eyes. She may be inexperienced, but there's a hunger in her that matches my own.
"I want more," I say, moving up her body to claim her mouth in a deep kiss, letting her taste herself on my lips. "I want to feel you come apart again. Want to make you lose your mind before I take your virginity."
"Yes," she breathes against my mouth. "Anything."
Anything. She has no idea the thoughts that word unleashes in my mind. All the ways I want to claim her, mark her, ruin her for any other man.
"Get on top of me," I command, rolling onto my back and pulling her with me. "I want you to ride my face."
Her eyes widen. "What?"
"Straddle my face," I clarify, my hands on her hips guiding her upward. "Let me eat your pussy while you control the pressure, the angle. Trust me, you'll love it."
She hesitates only briefly before curiosity and desire win out. She moves up my body until her knees are on either side of my head, her pussy hovering inches from my mouth. I can smell her arousal, see the glistening evidence of how wet she still is.
"Lower," I instruct, my hands on her thighs encouraging her down. "Don't worry about hurting me. I can take it."
