Reese’s eyes fluttered closed, and she brought one hand to the back of my head, my tongue sliding along her lips before pushing past them and into her mouth. My lungs burned for air as I explored her depths, drinking in one delicious moan after the other.
She tugged my hair, and I pulled back to look at her, eyes open in time to see silver strings of saliva breaking off.
“Theo…” she whispered, out of breath.
My lips pressed against her jaw, leaving a trail of wet kisses along her neck as I worked my way down to her collarbone.
“You like this?” My tongue was back on her skin, licking and sucking over the curve of her breasts.
I didn’t wait for an answer before moving lower, teasing her nipple with my lips and teeth while massaging her other breast. A low moan shuddered from deep inside her throat, and she rolled her hips once.
“So good,” she breathed, leaning back so I could take her fully.
My thumb rubbed slow circles over her nipple, while I flicked the other with my tongue, watching her arch into the sensation, feeling her get even harder for me.
I got harder too.
My dick throbbing and full, aching for release.
I sucked her in one last time, holding it until she squirmed beneath me, a whining mess. Then I let her go with a light popping sound, and she fell back into the couch pillows.
Her pussy opened as her knee dropped, and the sight of her—wet and ready—was almost too much. Pre-cum coated my tip as I fought for restraint.
I leaned in, dragging my tongue between her breasts and over the flat plane of her stomach, pausing when I reached her mound. Inhaling deeply, I let her sweet scent fill me up, mouth watering as I pushed her knees further apart.
Reese gave a shaky moan as my lips made contact with her inner thigh, kissing my way to her pussy. But I didn’t go there. Not yet. She groaned, rocking her hips to try and lift herself to my mouth.
“So needy,” I murmured, moving my attention to the inside of her other knee, then down her thigh. Back again.
Her hands shot out to tangle in my hair, fingers curling for a desperate hold. “Theo, please…”
My control trembled low in my crotch, cock throbbing with my own need that was set to betray me.
“You know I love hearing you like this.”
I lowered my mouth to her slick folds, and watched her head drop back, lips parted. Her breasts rose and fell more rapidly now, ragged breaths carrying the last of her restraint. For what it was worth.
I was determined to break her. To make her fall apart in the best possible way.
My warm breath spread over her pussy, and she arched into it, pushing my face where she wanted it most. It took everything I had left in me, but I didn’t rush it. I took all the time I could muster, inching my tongue between her folds, over her swollen clit. It drove me wild, feeling the way that bundle of nerves pulsed under my touch.
But even then, I didn’t give in.
I kept going, guiding my flat tongue all the way down to her entrance. I pushed in, and felt the rim of her entrance tightenaround me. Her thighs trembled in my hands, and she rolled her hips in rhythm to my movements as I first circled her hole, then dipped my tongue inside her again. And again. Her muscles tensed around me as I kept thrusting, kept tugging her closer to and closer to the edge until she was nothing more than a begging, whimpering mess on the couch.
Making her feel this way… so good… Knowing I was the reason for it. The power went straight to my head. And my dick.
I gripped her thigh, pulling her legs even further apart to gain better access, while my other arm rested over her leg so my thumb could work her clit. The combined attention sent Reese into orbit, and I continued thrusting into her as she jerked her hips hard into my face.
“Fffuuck…” Her tension reached a peak, and I added more pressure with my thumb to help her up and over it.
Her head thrashed from side to side on the armrest of the couch as I rubbed her clit faster, harder. Her muscles locked up, body quaking, and then the pleasure exploded inside her. I didn’t stop, didn’t slow down, focused totally on riding out her climax with her. Her thighs squeezed tightly around my head, and I kept thrusting into her with tongue, lapping up her juices as her pussy tightened and fluttered around me.
She loosened her grip on my hair, and lifted my face. “Come here. I want to taste me on you.”
I didn’t need to be told twice.
The sound that came out of her when I closed my mouth on hers was desperate and primal. Begging.
