“Oh my God. Please.”
I pull her nipple into my mouth, feel her muscles quiver in anticipation, but after rolling it between my tongue and the roof of my mouth, I let it go and leave a long, hot trail of kisses down her soft belly…until…
I exhale over her dripping pussy. She jumps like my breath has a physical form. She rocks her hips shamelessly, and I lick her once, and then again, enjoying the sweet taste of her. She’s so wet, it makes my blood boil. But this isn’t a scenario that involves penetration.
Throwing her legs over my shoulders, I lap her up, then cup her breasts in my hands and lightly stroke them, paying particular attention to her tight nipples. Moans tear from her taut throat, then soft sobs, as though she’s being pushed too far.
But she doesn’t say “sunshine.” And I want to reward my good girl.
I use every trick I know to bring her to a peak with just my tongue. The sound she makes is more animal than human. Heat burns through me, and my cock is so hard, it feels like it’s about to burst.
But I rein myself in. She deserves another orgasm. And so finally, at long last, I give it to her.
She screams her pleasure. The cry is the best aphrodisiac. She shivers uncontrollably against my mouth, and even as she’s coming down from the high, she continues to sob a little, her face flushed.
“Good girl,” I praise her.
“Are you always this relentless?” She can barely get the words out.
“No. Just with you. I’ve been fantasizing for years about debauching you.” I tenderly push the hair away from her cheeks, which are slick with a thin film of sweat. “This, andlotsof other things.”
“If this was any indication,” she says, “I want you to doallof them to me.” Her eyes shine with trust. “All you’ve done is make me feel good.”
I’m at my limit now. I strip out of my clothes and shoes, eager to be as close to her as possible. She stares at my cock, slightly apprehensive but licking her lips. It reminds of the way she sucked me off at the hotel. And it’s all I can do to maintain a slippery grip on my control.
I roll a condom down my dick, then press it against her dripping folds. I kiss her again, wanting to taste her. She strokes my tongue with hers, sucks it like it were my cock. I break the kiss and push in slowly, watching the emotions play on her face.
“Tell me how you feel.” I can tell if it’s pleasurable for her from her reaction, but I want to hear it.
Mouth slightly open and eyes wide, she says, “You’re…reallybig.”
“And you’re unbelievably tight.” I push a little deeper, resisting the urge to just drive into her in one stroke. She’s so tight it might hurt her, even if she is already dripping.
“I feel stretched…in a good way.” She squirms, then moves her pelvis to encourage me.
Sweat beads on my skin, and I fist the sheets hard. I don’t want to grab her and bruise her. Well, Idowant to, but—
“Sunshine,” she says.
I freeze, even as my most basic instinct screams to keep going. “Are you okay?” I start to pull back, reaching for the knot at the headrest.
She wraps her legs around me. “I’m fine. Just want you to untie me so I can hold you.” She slips her wrists free then grips my shoulders. “You could never hurt me, Nicholas.”
Relieved, elated, I thread my fingers through her hair and kiss her hard, while I push the rest of the way in. She lets out a soft sigh and clings to me.
This was the angle that was best for her—I tilt my hips to hit just the right spot, and her back jerks off the bed. I start to go harder and faster, hear her low, rough breathing as she struggles for air. Her pussy tightens, then spasms, gripping my dick. It’s like a drug, but I yank myself back from the edge.Not yet.
I let her come down a bit before driving her relentlessly toward another peak, higher than the one before. Then a moment to catch her breath before pushing her up again.
She shakes uncontrollably, screams until her voice changes. She begs me to stop, then pleads with me to continue. I grant the wishes that suit me. And adore her for being so openly greedy for me and the pleasure I’m giving her.
A fifth orgasm breaks over her, and she trembles, then goes limp. “Baby?”
Nothing. I look down at her closed eyes. Lax face. I might’ve thought she’d fallen asleep if it weren’t for the shallow, rapid breathing.
I press a kiss on her mouth, run my hands along her sweet body until she stirs.
She blinks, slight confusion clouding her not-yet-fully-focused eyes.
