“Fuck, God no.”
I gently grazed her engorged clit with my teeth while I rolled her nipples between my thumb and middle finger. I felt her torso stretch as she arched her back and pressed her head into the pillow. I looked up between her breasts to see she had tilted her head back, and all I could see was her throat moving as she swallowed.
“You know…” I paused and licked the left side of her pussy lips. I let my tongue poke its way inside just slightly. A whimper escaped her mouth. “I don’t recall hearing you moan like this when you were in the bedroom with Holly.” I licked the inside of her pussy lip and then went back to her clit. I licked both sides of it and then blew warm air on it.
“Fuck, Sawyer!” she cried out as she tried to grasp my hair.
“What did you and Holly do?” I asked. I lowered my head and licked her pussy. Here and there, I lightly bit and tugged on her slick, puffy lips. My dick was so hard, seeping pre-cum. “What did you two do?” I asked again.
“Not much. A few nipple twists, and I went down on her.” Taylor continued to grind her hips and arch her back to try to direct my attention back to her clit.
“Holly didn’t lick this beautiful pussy?” I pressed my tongue against her pussy and slowly licked up to her clit. I was kind of disappointed in Holly.
“No. She was a novice and new to it.” Taylor whimpered in frustration when I pulled my tongue away from her clit. “So close, Sawyer. Please.”
I closed my lips around her swollen button and sucked on it. Taylor unraveled. Her hands tried to pull my head closer to her body as she lifted her hips off the bed to get as close as she possibly could. Her body shook with pleasure, and I licked her clit at a slow and steady pace.
What I found so interesting was how she came. Everything about her body told me she was coming—everything but her voice. It was almost as if she’d completely cut herself off from vocalizing pleasure. Her jaw was clamped tight, and her eyes were squeezed shut. Taylor’s head was even turned sideways on the pillow but tilted slightly downward. I’d been with a ton of women, and I’d never had one able to control themselves so much that they’d gone almost silent. Her body language told me that there was a good chance she hated the fact that I’d made her feel this way.
As her body started to settle from her orgasm, I kept my mouth on her clit. I had substituted most of the licking with subtle kisses and softly pressed my lips against her. I felt her take a deep breath and then she said, “So apparently your mouth can back up your oral skills.”
My eyes met hers, heavy and hooded, but she smiled lazily. I laughed and gave her clit another lick.
“You shouldn’t have doubted me,” I teased.
I pushed myself up to my knees and wrapped my hand around my rock-hard shaft. Taylor raised up on her elbows and eyed me suspiciously.
“Up on your knees.”
Taylor got on her knees, facing me. She must have thought I was going to have her suck my dick, but I was beyond needing that. I needed to be buried in her slick heat. We didn’t need to draw this out any longer. I was a bit surprised when I felt her body tense when I put my hands on her shoulders. I looked in her eyes to see if maybe they told me something that she wasn’t, but they looked calm.
With my dick in my hand, I pressed it against her clit.
“Turn around so I can prove to you that my dick can back my mouth up.”
The first thing I noticed when she turned around was ink. Music notes were sprinkled up and down her spine in stark black. Some were single notes, while others were double notes.
I braced my body behind her and she jolted like a live wire when I bracketed her hips in my hands. I wrapped my arm across her chest to rest on her right breast while my right arm wrapped around her waist, my erection pressed against her ass cheeks.
“Been a while since you’ve been with a man, huh?” I said quietly at her ear before I kissed it. Her sweet, smoky scent washed over me again.
“Yes.” The word trembled across her lips.
It was then that a few things clicked into place in my mind. I remembered she said the last time she’d been with a man was when she was in the military. Taylor was used to being the more dominant one with her partners, and she was uneasy with anyone behind her. She might be tense for these reasons, or just the fact that she wanted to hate me. Either way, I was certain she wasn’t afraid of me. She needed to be handled a bit more gently than she led on.
“Relax, Taylor.”
I covered her hands with mine and guided them to the headboard. I let go of her hands and moved to her breasts. I squeezed and kneaded each of them and then pinched her nipples.
“Mmm,” she quietly moaned. She leaned her head back so it rested against my chest and shoulder. She was loosening up, so I continued rolling and pinching her nipples. Her moans were soft.
“Part your legs a little for me, sweetheart,” I whispered and then kissed her ear.
Without hesitation, Taylor parted her legs enough for me to maneuver my dick between her thighs and against her pussy. I squeezed her breasts before giving her nipples a hard pinch. I moved my hips to rub my shaft against her wet folds.
“Ohh, Sawyer,” she murmured.
Her hips moved with mine as her body adjusted to the feeling of my cock between her legs. I stopped moving and watched her sliding her slick pussy along my shaft. I moved again, and the head of my dick pushed inside her pussy.
