“Oh my god, Logan…”
Reaching further down, I felt her wetness saturating her underwear. She was soaked already.
My fingers rubbed along the length of her pussy, through the material, from top to bottom, while I pulled the thong up from behind. It tightened against her clit, allowing me to pull on it through the lace as she writhed in front of me.
“Fuck,” she said, her words almost breathless. “Logan, what the fuck? I’m gonna come.”
Her body convulsed in my arms, attempting to bend forward, but I wouldn’t give way. My grip on both the thong and her clit strong as I held her against my chest. Alternating between pinching her clit and rubbing the length of her pussy seemed to elicit the best response from her. As I rubbed, those sweet pussy lips escaped the lace, and I got a feel of them. It tempted me tomove her panties to the side and sink my fingers into her at that moment.
But that would be later.
Right then was all for her.
Her thrashing calmed as her head fell against my chest. I removed my finger from her thong, rubbing the soft skin of her bottom as I stroked her clit. She gripped my hand up front, stilling it from any further movement. Her ragged breaths were settling as her fingers threaded with mine.
“Christ, man. You work wonders with these hands.”
Spinning her to face me, I gripped under her ass and lifted her from the ground. Walking us on my knees, I placed her on the couch.
“Imagine what my mouth can do,” I said, a sly grin across my face.
She smiled as I admired what lay in front of me. Her short black hair framed her face as it stuck up in all directions. There were piercings on her face that sparkled in the glowing light of the room. Her heavy breasts fell a bit to the side, that gap between them beckoning my tongue. She had a toned stomach accentuated by a tiny waist.
She was so perfect for me in every way.
She lifted her ass to allow me to remove her thong. A small triangle of dark hair was revealed, trimmed and neat. I wanted to take my time, use my hands and my mouth from her feet to her thighs, but I couldn’t wait. My hands immediately went to her thighs, grasping them, separating them.
A growl came from deep within me.
“You’re bare.”
She looked at me with hooded eyes.
“Is that OK?” she asked.
“It’s more than OK, it’s fucking hot.”
My restraint was waning. My dick was fully engorged, and all I wanted to do was be inside her. But my desire to taste her and make her come again won.
My fingers raked up her inner thighs, forcing her legs to spread further. Her pussy was a deep pink next to her pale white legs, the lips glistening with the moisture of her climax.
I kissed her upper thigh, my tongue licking a heated trail toward her heated core. Her hands gripped my head and her thighs crushed my skull as I got closer.
My tongue dipped into her entrance, deep and penetrating. She tasted like candy as I plunged in and out, fucking her with my mouth. A finger found her clit, pulling it from its hood. As I rubbed, my mouth moved to sucking on her pussy lips. Ava’s back arched from the couch, and I pushed her back down, keeping her in place with my face.
“Feels good, sweetheart?” I asked, my words a breathy against the wet skin of her pussy.
“Yeeesss.”
“Well, hold on.”
I moved my mouth to the swollen clit, sucking it deep into my mouth. Flicking it with my tongue, swirling it around my mouth, it danced back and forth between my lips. At the same time, my hand slid down her wetness, dipping into her entrance.
One.
Then two.
Two fingers plunged deep into her, curving up to find that spot that not many did. My fingers continued pushing deeper and deeper, in and out, until I heard that gasp from her. I knew I’d foundthe spot.
