Meanwhile, one of his hands reached down and cupped me below with a casualness that belied how profoundly erotic it felt to have his fingers down there while his mouth worked my breast.
My forearms soon melted underneath me, and I lowered back, fully submitting to his suckle and touch. But just as I was starting to squirm from the sensations he was giving me, he let go of my breast with a devilish grin.
“Remember that promise I made ya earlier? The one about makin’ it up to you?”
I let out a breathless laugh. “Oh, I’d say you’ve more than done that.”
“Not quite yet I haven’t.”He stood up on his knees and parted my thighs, running his hands down the soft and sensitive insides. His eyes then swept down to the triangle between my legs.
When I realized what he was about to do, I quickly sat back up on my arms. “Oh, you don’t have to do that. I’m fine with just the breast stuff—oh!”
Before I could finish assuring him that I didn’t need any special treatment, he wrapped his hands over my thighs and pulled me toward him with a rough jerk that made my forearms give out.
In an instant, I was returned to a prone position, and he was sucking the bud between my legs into his mouth like he’d sucked on my breast just moments earlier.
Only this time, his mouth suckled even harder, and his tongue laved the inside of my most intimate fold. A shock wave of concentrated pleasure zapped me so hard that my hips bucked underneath his face.
He raised his head to address me with a teasing tone. “Easy there, now. I’m only just gettin’ goin'.”
With those chiding words, he placed a heavy arm over my pelvis to prevent any more bucking.
Then dipped his head right back down between my legs, effectively pinning me there while his tongue assaulted me with pleasure.
For several minutes there was nothing but the sound of him sucking on my most sensitive part and his tongue lapping the insides of my wet folds.
A weird feeling came over me. Frightening and new. It felt so good. Too good. My stomach coiled and knotted, as if there was something inside of me, threatening to burst.
“Too much….” I tried to explain how I was feeling. But the frightening feeling stole all my breath.
My hands fisted the sheets, and the top half of my body rolled and twisted above Mick’s restraining arm, instinctively trying to get away from the sweet pain he was inflicting on me.
“I can’t take any more!” I choked out. “It feels too good?—”
The orgasm split me in two before I could finish telling Mick how exquisitely he was hurting me.
This time even Mick couldn’t hold me down. I arched off the bed.
Yet, he kept his mouth on me, following me into the air, delving even deeper into my core as I exploded with a different kind of pleasure—a full-body wave of sensations I’d never known before.
Before Mick.
Who plunged his tongue in and out of me, prolonging the orgasm until every nerve in my entire body was lit up with the sensation of coming.
I had never felt anything like that in my entire life. Not with Dwayne. Not with anybody.
As I floated back down to Earth, I could suddenly see so clearly how little I’d settled for in my relationship with Dwayne. Constant criticism served with scraps of affection.
And so little pleasure. Nothing that came even a little bit close to what I'd just experienced.
For the second time that day, tears sprang into my eyes without warning. And though I clamped my lips, I couldn’t stop the sob that escaped.
Mick abruptly stopped.
“You a’right there?” Concern had replaced the devilish smoke in his voice.
“I’m f-fine,” I answered. Right before collapsing into helpless sobs.
“Aw fuck, Kayla, I’m sorry. I didn’t intend to…”
