“Oh? Like you’re not teasing me with your pretty pussy on display?” I ask moving my hands to the globes of her ass. Taking one in each palm I squeeze them hard. Ivory gasps and her head lifts off the pillow. “Is this what you want, baby?”
“Yes.”
“You know what you’re doing, don't you? Spreading your legs. Arching your back. You wanted me to see this, didn’t you?” I ask spreading her cheeks.
“Yes,” Ivory moans out.
“Tell me what you need, baby.”
“Touch me.”
“I am touching you.” I knead her ass once more and move my hands up to her lower back again.
“Noo,” Ivory groans out.
“No?”
“Not there.” She’s desperate. She’s struggling to get the words out.
“Tell me. Where?”
“Back where you were.” Tauntingly I grasp her thighs, one in each hand just below the seam of her ass. Rubbing my thumbs inward. Close to where she wants me.
“Here?”
“More,” she moans, breathing heavily. She’s completely at my mercy. But the honest truth is I’m at hers. My mouth salivates at the thought of her taste. My fingers itch to feel her wetness. My cock is leaking and ready for anything she’s willing to give. Even if that something is the worst case of blue balls imaginable.
“More what? Hmm?” My thumbs trace her pussy lips softly.
“Yes, there. There!” Ivory yells. Grasping her ass in my hands again, her core glistens with her arousal. She’s fucking soaked.
“Here?” I repeat the motion but don’t dive into her seam yet. “Use your words, Ivory. Tell me what you want.”
“Preston,” she moans, pushing up into my palms.
“Do you want me to touch your pussy, Hollywood? I can see how wet you are.” She groans again as my thumbs drag back towards her clit. “All you have to do is use your words and tell me what you want and I will give it to you.”
“Touch my pussy.” Ivory whips her head over her shoulder in frustration and yanks the eye mask off. “Please, for fuck’s sake, touch me, Preston.”
“That’s all you had to say.” Cupping her pussy from behind, my thumb dips into her slickness. “Fucking drenched for me.” Not getting the angle I want, I pull back and swat Ivory’s ass. “Roll over.”
She stares daggers at me but does as I say. Pushing her legs wider, I blow on her clit. Ivory bucks in my hold.
“You like that?” I ask, blowing again, pulling a deep moan from Ivory’s open mouth.
Sliding my fingers through her wet heat, I gently finger her clit. She is writhing beneath me. Cupping her pussy, the heel of my hand grazes her clit when I reposition myself over her. I blow on her nipples as I make my way up her body. Ivory pants. Bringing my face to hers, pleasure is written all over her face. Her green eyes are darker than I have ever seen them. A deep emerald color that contrasts against her pink cheeks. My mouth ghosts over hers. She lifts, seeking my mouth.
“Do you want a kiss?”
“Yes.” She barely gets the word out before I slam my mouth down over hers. My fingers still lazily rub her slit. Driving her higher and higher.
Grinding my palm into her clit, I ask, “Does my girl need to come?”
“Please,” Ivory moans. I plunge a finger into her heat. She’s tight. She feels so good. Adding a second finger, I curl up to her G-spot causing her eyes to roll back in her head.
“Do you want to come?” Flicking my thumb over her clit, I repeat both motions as she shakes beneath me. She’s ready to go off like a bottle rocket.
“Yes, make me come, please, make me—” Ivory’s pleas are cut off with the force of her orgasm. Her eyes squeeze closed. Her legs snap closed locking my arms in place as I fuck her with my fingers. When she comes down, I slow my movements. Her eyes open and her mouth seeks mine. I get lost in her mouth. It’s hot. It’s teeth and lips and tongue. Nips and tugs. It’s all passion.
