“It’s not like I have a choice.”
Another light pinch on the nipple, and she arches, letting out a small moan.
“Was it more enjoyable when I made you come? Did you like wetting my mouth and fingers?”
Perhaps unconsciously, her legs spread, and as if drawn by a magnet, my gaze fixates on her soft thighs.
“Did it feel good to have my tongue there?” I glide my finger over the thin fabric of her pink panties, and she shivers, edging a little closer to the edge of the desk.
“Will you do it again?”
Damn!
I let my finger slide inside the fabric and observe her reaction.
Her face is serious, cheeks flushed.
“Do you want to come?”
“Yes.”
I play very lightly with her clit, and she moans loudly.
So sensitive, damn!
I spread her thighs wider, still seated, and pull her towards me.
I nip at her over the fabric, earning a delicious moan in response, while her hips almost lift. I take her hand and place it inside her lingerie. “I want to see.”
After hesitating for only a moment, her fingers move in a lazy caress, and at the first touch, she shudders. I unbutton her nightgown to taste those delicious breasts. They’ve driven me crazy from the start. They’re full, with pink areolas. The nipples are hard, pointed, begging for my tongue. I take one in my mouth, sucking, hungry.
She squirms, and her hand stops, but I pull back.
“No. You’re going to come like this. At least the first time.”
Holding the two heavy mounds, I alternate between sucking on them, but not being satisfied, I squeeze them together, biting lightly, wanting both in my mouth.
I can’t choose just one piece of her. I need everything.
“Bite,” she pleads.
“You have beautiful breasts.”
“Aren’t they too big?”
“No. They’re perfect for my mouth.”
Chapter 27
“Yes… just like that, Guillermo.”
He doesn’t seem to be listening to me, completely focused on giving me pleasure, and I make a pact with myself that I’ll repay him later, but for now, I just want to enjoy every sensation.
“Don’t stop touching yourself.”
As if my body is eager to obey his orders, my legs rest on the arms of his chair, and with the other hand, I hold his head in place to prevent him from stopping devouring me.
“You love this, don’t you? I’m going to lick you for days.”
