She whimpers as I brush my thumb over one point. A pretty cry that makes my cock jerk. Fuck, I’ve missed her needy noises.
Lowering my head, I suck the point into my mouth and graze it with my teeth.
“Rebel.” Her fingernails dig into my scalp as she pushes up to meet my mouth.
I tease the lonely point with the pad of my thumb while I lick and bite at the other. I suck rosy ovals into each swell. “You want to know how sexy these tits are?”
“Yes.”
“You want to know what I fantasize about doing to them?” I squeeze them together.
“Yes.” Her pupils have darkened.
“Fucking them. Holding them together like this and fucking them until I cover them in cum. Because I can’t look at any part of you without wanting to fuck you. That’s how sexy you are to me.”
She sucks in a sharp breath.
“I’m not going to do that, because my goal currently is to make you come hard enough that it erases any thought about me not wanting you from your beautiful head.” I drop to my knee and tug her panties all the way down. “But when I’m all done proving that to you, I’m going to cream those tits.”
She makes another needy noise as she steps out of her panties.
I drape one of her legs over my shoulder and press my lips to her mound. “I’ve fucking missed you. I’m sorry I haven’t given you the attention you deserve lately.”
“Are you talking to my pussy?” Her voice is throaty, amused. She licks her parted lips.
“I owed her an apology.” So much more than an apology. I lean in and inhale her scent. I never can get enough. I flatten my tongue to her slit in a long, slow draw.
Summer moans, and her fingers tighten in my hair. “Apology accepted.”
“Hardly.” I drag my tongue over her again. Dig the tip in and circle her clit in between laps. “I have a lot to make up for.”
Opening her up with my fingers, I thrust my tongue inside her and let her arousal coat my throat while I eat her up. Her hips undulate to the tempo of my licks.
Before long she’s quaking. Her thighs tremble. I slip two fingers inside and fuck her with them. When she comes, I suck her clit and let her ride it out on my face.
She grabs my shoulders to stop me. “Rebel.”
I rise up and grasp her hips. Lifting her, I wrap her leg around my hip and press her back to the shower tiles while I kiss her.
“I know, kitten.” I groan as I slam inside her. Her inner walls envelope me, sucking me deeper. Squeezing me tight. My eyes roll back in my head. “Fuck.”
“Fuck me.” Her nails dig into my shoulders.
I grip the underside of her thighs and pull almost all the way out before ramming home.
“Holy shit,” she cries.
I repeat the move a dozen times. Fucking her hard and slow like I’m trying to get so deep inside her she’ll never get me out. Each time her breathing becomes a touch more jagged, a bit higher in pitch.
My own breathing turns harsh; my control starts to wane. Our slow fucking picks up pace.
“Rebel.” Her orgasm is stronger this time, tightly rippling around me.
My cock pulses and my balls tighten. Pumping into her, I empty myself deep inside.
We cling to each other for a long time after. With me inside her. The shower rains down around us, slowly running from hot to tepid.
“I want to make you a promise.” I scrape her wet ringlets away from her face in between kisses.
