I smile against her silky skin, then lean up and look her in the eyes. “Do you want me to take your shirt off, Poppy? Because as much as I want to see you naked, I don’t want to unless you want me to.”
She swallows hard and nods. “Yes.”
I prop up on my knees and pull up her shirt. She leans up, slipping it over her head. I gawk at her gorgeous body withhungry eyes. Her peaches and cream skin, the smooth plane of her tummy, her full tits, the ample curve of her hips.
Fuck.
“So pretty,” I murmur as I gently cup her boobs in my hands. “You are so fucking pretty, Poppy.”
She looks at me, her eyes shy. “I know I’m not as in shape as you are…”
“Don’t you dare do that.”
“Do what?”
“Talk yourself down. You’re stunning. Beautiful. Gorgeous.”
I glance down at my dick, then look at her again. “See how hard I am for you, honey?”
The shyness fades from her eyes, and she nods.
I grab her hand and press it against the front of my pants.
“Feel that?”
She nods again, holding my gaze.
“It’s all for you, Poppy.”
I lean down and run my tongue over her nipple, smiling when she gasps and moans. I work my tongue over and over until she’s panting. Then I move over to her other nipple and do the same. She tugs her hand through my hair, her noises getting more and more desperate by the second.
I kiss down her stomach again. “Prettiest tits I’ve ever seen in my life,” I murmur as I settle between her legs.
I hook my thumbs over the sides of the pink cotton panties she’s wearing. I smile at the wet spot on her crotch.
“So fucking hot,” I mutter before pulling them down her legs.
“It’s been a while since I’ve done this,” she says.
“Oh yeah?”
She nods. “Brody didn’t really like doing…this.”
Anger flickers inside of me. Selfish prick.
“I fucking love it,” I growl. When I see how pink and wet her pussy is, my cock throbs and my mouth waters.
I give her one slow, long lick along her soaking wet slick.
She gasps and tugs at the bedsheets. “Oh wow…”
I kiss the inside of her thigh. “I’ve only just started.”
“Yeah, but that felt really good.”
I give her another slow, long lick, ending at her clit. She cries out, then covers her mouth with her hand.
A smug feeling courses through me. Her body is so sensitive. And she’s loud.
