She glares at me, and I huff a laugh.
“Here?” I dot a soft kiss to her collarbone. “Or… here?” I dip lower to kiss the curve of her breast. “Maybe here.” I go lower, skating my lips across her hip bone.
She squirms at my stubble on her skin, and her eyes flash as her hands come to my shoulders to nudge me lower.
“Use your words, baby. What do you want?”
“I want…” Her breath stutters. “I want you to eat my pussy.”
A satisfied hum leaves me.
“Yeah?”
She nods, biting her lip.
“Then come here.” I rise back up, watching the way her brows crease as I lean back against the pillows and stroke my mustache. “And ride my face.”
She freezes just for a second, but I see the want in her eyes, that brief war between instinct and hesitation.
I snap my fingers once and point at my mouth.
“Up here. Now.”
She climbs over me slowly with one knee, then the other. Her thighs bracket my shoulders, and her breath shivers as she grips the headboard for balance.
I grab her hips and pull her down to my mouth, tongue dragging through her pussy once as she gasps.
She tastes fucking divine, but she’s still hovering, and I’m starved. And this is the only thing that’s gonna fix the week I’ve had.
So I drag my palms up the backs of her thighs and pull her forward, guiding her over my mouth.
“Sit.”
And fuck, she does—hands braced on the headboard, her back arched, full weight on my face.
She sinks down with a broken moan, and I groan into her as my nose nudges her clit. Her thighs clamp around my ears, and all I can think about is how fucking perfect she is like this.
On top of me. Coming undonebecauseof me.
I reach around and slip a finger inside her, then two, curling deep.
“Fuck, Reid—”
She’s soaked already, so hot and slick as I lick up through her and suck her clit into my mouth.
“Don’t stop,” she pants. “Don’t fucking stop.”
I don’t. I wrap my free arm around her thigh and pull her down harder, eating her with slow, filthy precision. I learnevery sound she makes, every twitch of her hips, every time she whimpers when I flick my tongue just right.
She’s panting now, chasing it, her thighs trembling. And just when I feel her start to tip into an orgasm, I pull back and slap her ass once before tugging her back onto my mouth hard.
Her breath goes wild, and she’s mutteringfuck, fuck, fucklike it’s the only word she knows.
And then she comes hard, grinding on my face as she tilts her head back and moans my name loudly. I hold her there, riding it out with her until she finally collapses forward, bracing on the headboard and panting.
“Still stressed?” I murmur against her skin.
My lips are wet from her, my cock heavy and hard. She blinks down at me with a smirk.
