“Do you want me to use my fingers or my mouth?”
I know which method I'd prefer, but if she’s not ready for that, I won’t push. This is all about her, after all.
“Fuck me with your mouth,” she pants, her breathing growing more erratic.
“As you wish.”
I remove my hand from her underwear and I hook my fingers onto the sides. Gone is the slow teasing as I hurriedly slide them down her legs and toss them aside.
She looks like a goddess, her body completely bare as her robe hangs wide open. I could get lost in staring, but there are more pressuring matters to take care of as I scoot closer to the counter and toward her wide-open thighs. I lift her legs and hook them over my shoulders.
My hands slide under as they grip her ass before I run my tongue across her pink slit. She’s making noise, but I’m groaning just as loudly. She tastes even better than I could’ve imagined. Craving more, my lips move toward her clit. I give it a few teasing licks before I suck the nub into my mouth.
Her hips buck, and I get to work, licking and sucking.
My hand palms and squeezes her ass, as the other moves toward her opening, and I slide a single finger inside. Her slick center clamps down as I pump it in and out as she releases a soft gasp.
“More,” she pants, thrusting herself toward me before I slide in a second finger.
Her body moves in sync with my mine, but soon she picks up the pace, and I willingly follow her lead. As much as I enjoy being in charge, there’s something incredibly hot about a woman who knows what she wants and isn’t afraid to go after it.
“Fuck, Fletch… this…” she whimpers, unable to fully complete her sentence.
I increase the speed and tilt my fingers, hitting her g-spot in the process as she rewards me with a loud cry.
“Oh my God!”
I could make a joke right now, but I don’t want to ruin our perfect rhythm as she continues to move her body in harmony with my fingers and mouth.
“I’m going to—” she starts, her back arching even higher, her ass lifting from the counter as her walls slam down on my fingers.
She looks so incredibly sexy as she rides out her orgasm, her hips continuing to thrust toward my hungry lips.
And fuck, it’s taking pretty much everything in me not to come in my pants as well.
Finally, her movements slow, and like usual when it comes to Hollis, I follow.
I slide my fingers out and lower myself to lick up every last drop of arousal that came with her orgasm. I’m a greedy man, and I don’t let any of it go to waste as I suck my fingers into my mouth, savoring it as my eyes close.
Finally opening them, I fully get a chance to take her in. Her chest is heaving up and down, with her eyes closed, looking incredibly satiated as she continues to come down from everything.
I’m fully convinced my hands and shoulders are the only things keeping her up. With gentle care, I slowly pull myself away from her as I set her legs back down on the counter.
“So, how’s the headache?”
I’m so tempted to stare at her gorgeous body, but I give her the respect she deserves and pull her robe closed.
Okay, so perhaps selfishly I need it that way. My cock is pressing so uncomfortably hard against my jeans and it’s taking an incredible amount of self control to keep things from getting messy.
A soft, tired giggle leaves her lips, her body fully relaxed as her eyes stay closed.
“What headache?”
I let out a low chuckle. “Well, at least we knowthathangover remedy works.”
“What about you?” she asks, her eyes fluttering open as she attempts to lift her head.
My brows pinch together. “What about me?”
