Warm.
Soft.
Comforting in a way I wasn’t prepared for. This isn’t just sexual to me, it’s something tying us together that no one else will ever understand.
I press my chest against hers, letting the feeling sink in while I lower my mouth to hers again. This kiss is slower than the last one, deeper somehow, like I’m trying to communicate everything I can’t quite put into words just yet.
She kisses me back sleepily, her fingers tightening in my hair as my tongue flicks against hers. When I pull back slightly,looking down into her eyes. Her pupils are dilated. I know she wants this. I know she wants me, but I want her to know exactly what I have in mind.
“I’m going to lick and kiss your sweet pussy until you come so hard you fall into the best sleep you’ve ever had.” I whisper, my hand reaching between us to rub over the hem of her panties. I should be written into the book of Saints for not ripping these off and plunging my cock deep inside her. I have never needed anything so badly in my entire life.
Her answer is another small nod, and I feel her shift her thighs wider beneath me.
Fuck.
I don’t waste another second. I kiss my way slowly back down her body, pausing at her breasts to lavish them with kisses. I suck her nipple in my mouth and flick my tongue over the tip. The gasp she lets out is everything I’ve needed to hear.
“Please,” she whimpers, and I let her nipple go with an audible pop as it leaves my mouth. I move to the other one and my hands drift along her thighs as I move, adjusting one of those tall socks slightly where it’s started to slip. The soft knit rubs against the bare skin of my ribs again as I move to kiss down her tummy and the sensation alone nearly unravels me. I should take more time than I do removing her panties, but I can’t force myself to slow down any longer. I want her bare in front of me, and that’s exactly what I have when I toss the panties to the floor.
I didn’t realize how much I’d like these fucking socks. I’m going to get her a pair of these in every color imaginable.
I look up at her for a second and my God she’s stunning.
Her hair is fanned out across the pillow, her lips slightly parted, her eyes hazy with exhaustion and utter desire for me.
She is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen in my entire life.
There isn’t even a close second. It’s just her and nothing else.
I lower my mouth and trail down to her pussy, moving her legs to give me better access. She’s as sweet as I thought she would be, and I’d die a happy man if I was struck dead right now. I want to go slow, flicking my tongue in slows deliberate strokes over her wet flesh. I find myself sucking on her clit and trying to push two fingers inside her. She whines. She’s too tight to take what I’m trying to give her without discomfort, and I have no fucking clue how I’m going to manage to push my dick inside of her eventually.
Her fingers tighten in my hair again as she shifts against the mattress, her breathing starting to quicken in little gasps as I slide one finger in to the hilt and my tongue flicks across her clit more quickly. I can’t help it, I flatten my tongue, licking her more fully. I can’t get enough of her, and I never want to stop. The movement of her body sends small tremors through her legs, her knees pressing tighter against my sides as she squirms slightly beneath me.
The sounds she makes go straight to my cock. Straight to my ego. Because I know exactly what they mean, and I take a ridiculous amount of pride in the fact that I’m the only one who has ever brought her pleasure. I don’t bother trying to push another finger inside my girl because I want tonight to just be about her pleasure. They’ll be time for that, and sometime soon I’m going to sink my cock inside of her, my hand around her throat and her eyes on nothing but me.
Her fingers tangle deeper in my hair, tugging gently like she’s urging me closer without actually saying the words out loud. Every soft gasp that leaves her lips makes something inside me snap. I pick up my pace, focusing on her clit, sucking and licking until I feel her whole body stiffen beneath me. Her legs shake around me, trying to pull me closer.
“You’re perfect,” I mumble against her wet pussy. I don’t know if she can hear what I’m saying, but I need her to know how good she’s doing for me. I squeeze her thigh with my free hand, digging my fingers into her soft flesh, and that seems to push her closer to the edge. She cries out my name as wetness floods my tongue. My girl is cumming, and that thought alone makes my dick jerk in my jeans. I groan against her pussy as pleasure rips through my body and I know I’m squeezing her legs too hard, I’m sucking on her clit too intensely, but I can’t stop.
The tension leaves her body in waves until she sinks back against the mattress, breathing hard and looking completely exhausted, but in a much different way than before. She looks sated, like she might be able to sleep for a week straight.
“Sebastian,” she murmurs weakly.
I immediately move, crawling back up her body until I’m hovering over her again.
“I’m right here, baby. You did so good for me,” I tell her, and I silently note that as soon as she falls asleep I need to get these pants off. I’m going to have to have her jack me off twenty times before we have sex for the first time if I’m going to survive one stroke inside her tight body.
The moment her arms reach for me, I gather her against my chest, pulling the blankets back up around her while she melts into me like she’s been waiting all night to do exactly that.
My heart is hammering in my chest, and my dick is already so hard again. It's an aching kind of pain that makes it hard to breathe. The way she’s clinging to me like this somehow makes all of that fade into the background.
I press a soft kiss against her mouth. Then another. And two more before eventually her breathing evens out again. Livy’s body relaxes fully against mine as sleep finally pulls her under.
I stay still for a long time after that, just listening to make sure she’s actually peacefully sleeping.
Only when I’m completely certain she’s asleep do I brush my lips gently against her forehead.
“Sweet dreams,” I whisper softly.
