I don’t give her a chance to respond. Instead, I hook both thumbs inside the lacy fabric and pull them down her legs. They glide effortlessly, revealing my precious Bambi in all her glory.
I let my breath fan against her entrance, making her squirm. She presses her body against the glass door and stares down at me in awe. I tap my fingers against the back of her thighs before gripping them tightly.
“Is this what you want, Emery?” I ask with a delirious grin pasted on my face. “Do you like seeing me on my knees for you?”
“Yes,” she moans, spreading her legs so elegantly for me. Her pussy glistens under the warm lighting of my bathroom. We haven’t even made it to the shower yet, and things are getting wet.
“Remember when I said you’d beg me to kiss you?” I ask, keeping our eyes locked. “Well, I wasn’t just talking about your lips.”
Her breath hitches. I want to capture that sound and loop it. “Please, Knox,” she mumbles, biting her lip.
“Please, what? Use your words, Emery.”
Heat flares in her eyes. “I need you so bad,” she says, gently caressing the back of my head. “Please lick my pussy until I come, Knox.”
I flash her one more devious grin before following orders. I place one, long lick up the center of her folds and tighten my grip on the back of her thighs. I moan into her pussy because she really does taste as good as I remember. Maybe even better.
I let my tongue explore briefly before moving to her clit. My tongue swirls around the tiny bundle of nerves, making her entire body shake with pleasure. She cries out, making mewant more. I grab the back of her right leg and hoist it over my shoulder.
As I circle her clit with my tongue, I keep adding more and more pressure, delighting in the way it makes her hips grind into my mouth. With each thrust, her center gets wetter and wetter.
When I add in my finger, she screams before slapping a hand over her mouth. I want to pry it from her and tell her she can be as loud as she wants. I want her to scream my name. I need her to.
Once I get a good rhythm between my tongue and my fingers pumping in and out of her folds, I can feel her walls tighten. “Come for me, baby,” I say between licks. “I want to feel your pretty little pussy around my fingers.”
And then she comes undone as she crashes against me one last time. I keep a steady hold on her as she falls into her orgasm. I pull away momentarily so I can watch the way her face crinkles in pure ecstasy. I want to take a picture so next time she tries to push me away, I can show her just how capable I am of making her feel good.
“Knox,” she sighs, coming out of her fog. “That was?—”
I stand up and press my lips against hers, cutting her off. She moans into me, making my heart slam against my chest. When I pull away, and her eyes meet mine, the electrifying green color from earlier has faded into a satisfied sage.
“Time to shower, Bambi.” I smile, reaching into the shower to turn on the hot water. Before I guide her in, I slide my briefs down my legs. She stares as my hard length bounces off my stomach.
When we both squeeze into the narrow shower stall, I expect us to do just that—shower. Except Emery grabs my face and pulls me in for another earth-shattering kiss. I stop her and say, “We don’t have to do anything else tonight. We can take it slow.”
“Do I look like a girl who wants to take it slow?” she asks, with a sinful smile playing on her lips. God, I am screwed.
Then she places another kiss on my lips before making her way down my neck and then trails down the center of my chest. Every inch of my body tingles with want as she sinks to her knees.
Emery looks up at me with her hands firmly grasping my hips and bats her eyelashes. “Should I make you beg now?” she says with amusement lighting up her face.
I let out a dry laugh, but it feels more like a whine. I feel like I’m about to combust at any moment. Just looking at her kneeling for me is enough to set me over the edge. I’m blocking most of the water from the shower with my back, but tiny drops make their way down her skin like my own personal Monet painting.
“Why should I beg when you look so eager, Bambi?”
She rolls her eyes, making my dick flinch. Little does she know that’s the exact reaction I wanted. I’m constantly searching for that fire inside her, and maybe if I’m lucky, one day it’ll burn me alive. However, standing here with my cock this close to her lips, I’m starting to feel myself heat up.
“Fine,” she huffs, attempting to get to her feet. But before she can stand up, I grab the back of her head and hold her in place.
“Please stick my cock between those two beautiful cushions you call lips, Bambi,” I say, but the words come out as more of a grunt than anything. I feel so tightly wound.
Her mouth falls open in surprise, and I’m worried I might’ve gone too far, so I release my grip. But she must like it because she stops me and pushes my hand back to her head. God, she looks so perfect right now.
Emery gives me one last devious smile, then slowly takes me into her mouth. She starts slow, twirling her tongue around the tip, licking up the excitement already leaking outof me. It’s enough to make me double over, using my other free hand to brace myself against the shower wall.
“Fuck,” I whisper, keeping my eyes glued to her. She keeps looking up at me through those long lashes of hers, making me wish we’d done this sooner. And then all of a sudden, she takes the rest of my length into her throat, and I feel like I’m in heaven.
My brain short-circuits as she bobs back and forth. Each time, her movement gets a little faster, and I’m not sure how long I’ll be able to hold on. But I’m not ready to let go because it feels so good.
