“Only if I can do the same,” I replied, gasping for breath, but just as desperate to see her naked again.
We both clumsily ripped off clothing, desperate to feel skin against skin. I ran my hands up her sides, catching the edges of her breasts against my palms. I hadn’t even stopped to admire her body. I couldn’t. I was too frantic to touch her.
I kissed along her jawline, down her neck, to her collarbone. My eyebrows scrunched up at her in question as I neared her perfect, pierced, dusky brown nipples, and she nodded. Cupping her breasts in my hands, I traced the edge of my tongue around her areola before taking it in my mouth. Her back arched in pleasure, and she let loose a little whimper. I was aching to hear it again. I grazed my teeth along her nipple, and her entire body trembled as I held back a smirk. I pulled lightly at the barbell, and she stopped breathing for a moment, then almost sobbed out in pleasure. I was so enraptured that I continued playing with her for longer than I usually would. Nipple play had never really done anything for me, but it was obvious that the same couldn’t be said for her. I was here for it. I wondered if I could make her orgasm this way.
My hands moved down her body as I continued playing with her nipples, keeping track of every movement she seemed to enjoy. She had her hands in my unruly hair again. I moved my hair to the side to keep it out of my face so I could watch her reactions. Pulling the barbell into my mouth again, I sucked hard, curious what her reaction would be. Out of nowhere, she came with a shout, and inside my head, I was preening.
“Oh my fucking gods, I’ve never done that before,” she laughed as she caught her breath.
“That’s not the last time, either. Now that I know you can come from nipple play, it’s over for you,” I said with a smirk.
I already knew this was it for me. I was a goner. It had only been a couple of days, but something beautiful was blooming between us. I could almost see our future, but right now, I just wanted her body. I could think about feelings later. I was so riled up, but I restrained from touching myself. Watching others get their pleasure got me off. When I finally allowed myself to come, it was going to be explosive.
My hands gripped her outer thighs as I leaned back, pullingher legs to move her body lower onto the loveseat. Gazing into her eyes, my hands gently pushed on her inner thighs to spread her open, bearing her to me. Finally, slowly, I took in her body for the first time without a blanket covering most of her. A look at what wasmine. Her soft curves were everything I’d ever wanted in a partner. Her pussy was practically weeping onto my couch cushions, and I didn’t even care. I needed to completely devour her.
“Goddess blessed, you’re so fucking beautiful,” I said, mesmerized by how perfect she truly was.
“Please, sweet girl,” she practically begged, and I loved it. It was as if she’d never begged anyone in her life. It was a power trip I could get behind. She was perfect. Absolutely perfect, and I wanted to thank Hashem for her creation, but I’d rather worship her instead.
“Use your words, baby. What do you want?” I asked, slowly moving my hands up her thighs. I knew what she wanted, but she was going tobegfor it.
“I need you to fuck me, please,” she said—confidently, but as if she were testing it out for the first time. I was sure she was used to taking control, but I couldn’t let her just yet. I needed to taste her.
I leaned back, grazing my fingers lightly against her outer labia. “Like this?” I asked playfully.
She groaned, “No, sweet girl, I need you to touch my clit. Put your fingers inside of me. I need your tongue on me. I don’t care. Whatever you will give me. I just need you,please,”she whined, and my gods, it was the sweetest thing I’d ever heard come out of her mouth.
My heart fluttered.I just need you.Right now, I didn’t need to think too deeply about this. This wasn’t about me.
“You beg so beautifully, baby. We haven’t even gotten started yet. By the time I’m through with you, I expect you’ll beboneless and hoarse from screaming my name.” I was too impatient to drag this out.
I dipped my head down, pressing my tongue against her core. I took the wide part of my tongue and slowly lapped at her clit, listening to her moans and watching her body language to figure out what she liked. I began lightly suckling on her clit, watching her. Her head was thrown back against the armrest, one arm covering her face. She was panting, and I was fascinated by her body as it moved with each breath she took.
“Eyes on me, Vada. I need to see your beautiful face,” I demanded and stopped what I was doing until her eyes met mine. “Good girl. Keep those eyes on me, baby.”
I could tell that she didn’t know what to do with herself, so she grabbed onto the armrest above her head, and gazed down at me. Her brows scrunched together, eyes half closed, as if she were as desperate as I was. I wanted her eyes on me only for all time now.Woah, slow down there, bitch.
“Look at this mess you’re making, baby. Are you always this wet? Gods, you’re so fucking sloppy.” Her breath caught at just a little bit of degradation and praise mixed in, and I decided to lean hard into it. “Let me take care of you tonight. You’ve been working so hard recently, and you deserve to relax for a little while.”
Her cheeks reddened a little bit. “Only for you, sweet girl. I’ve only ever been this wet for you. I’ve been waiting for you to touch me since I first laid eyes on you.”
I chuckled darkly. “Oh, you shouldn’t have told me that.”
I ran my fingers through the slick she was producing to lube up my fingers, then thrusted two fingers inside her without mercy. She bowed her back off the cushions. She was delicious. Her taste was slightly salty but with a sweeter undercurrent I couldn’t quite describe—her juniper scent maybe. I started at a slow pace, only pushing at the spongy inner wall until she wasdesperate and begging me again to do more. I pushed my fingers in and out of her with a curl to hit her G-spot. Quickly finding what made her tick, I continued to keep hitting that spot over and over again. I could’ve watched her all day long, reduced to a pleading, sloppy mess.
Her moans were getting louder. She was close. I pressed my other hand against the small of her belly, moving my tongue and fingers a little faster. Her body responded beautifully, and her pelvic floor clenched around my fingers as if she didn’t want to let go, but she was holding back. She wasn’t ready to come yet. Too bad for her that I was desperate to see her unravel. I flicked my tongue quickly against her clit, removing my fingers to push my tongue into her entrance, then replaced my fingers again as I moved my tongue back up toward that bundle of nerves, biting down softly.
“I’m so close, sweet girl,” she gasped, moving her hands down from the armrests to grasp her breasts. She pulled on the barbells in her nipples and cried out my name, keeping her eyes locked with mine. I loved that she was taking her sensuality into her own hands. It was sexy as fuck. I also loved how well she listened.
“Exactly like that, Vada. You’re doing so good for me. Tell me what you need, baby,” I demanded, continuing my ministrations.
She grabbed my hand that was resting on her belly and pulled it up toward her barbells. I took one nipple between my fingers and added a little bit of pressure, unsure if she liked pain or not. She grabbed my fingers and pinched them hard against her nipple. My girl did like pain. I made a note of that as I pulled her nipple away from her chest, and she shouted in pained ecstasy.
“Please, Adaela,please. I’m so fucking close,” she panted.
I continued at the pace I was going, feeling her walls flutteringagainst my fingers. I added one more finger as Vada started to break apart, but she still wasn’t quite there yet. I continued my ministrations, lightly grazing her nipple I had just tortured with my fingers.
“Come for me when you’re ready, baby. I need to hear you scream my name to the heavens when you do,” I said against her mound before completely devouring her. I was grinding my hips into the cushion underneath me for relief I wouldn’t find tonight. Vada’s legs were over my shoulders, her feet on the small of my back. She was digging her feet in, thighs tight against my head. Her fingers were painfully gripping my hair, and I was loving every single second of it. I needed this more than I needed air to breathe.
