“That feels so—” Her words break off on a sharp inhale. “You’re so good at this.”
Her walls clench around my fingers, and my hips press into the mattress without my permission.
“What do you need, honey?” The endearment slips out again. Never in my life have I used one with someone I’ve just met.
“Your mouth. On me.Now.”
I keep my fingers moving as I bring her clit to my mouth and suck, matching the rhythm.
“Holy Mother of— Don’t you dare stop,” she pants.
Wouldn’t dream of it.
“You’re going to make me come.”
That’s my one and only goal.
She clamps down on my fingers, and then she shatters, spasming around me, fluttering against my tongue. Her upperbody lifts and folds as she buries her face in a pillow, small broken sounds spilling out that I’ll be replaying in my head for the foreseeable future.
I’m so close to the edge myself, I’m impressed I haven’t painted the bed already.
“Come up here,” she murmurs.
I crawl over her body and settle between her legs, bracing my weight on my forearms as she kisses me lazily. Her tongue rolls against mine, tasting herself, and she shivers.
When I pull back, she says the last thing I expect.
“I always make myself come three times.”
A surprised laugh bursts out of me. “Is that a request or a challenge?”
Her lips purse, eyes glinting. “I guess… both?”
“I’ve got you.” I kiss her quickly. “How would you like your next orgasm delivered?” I try to say it with a straight face, but fail halfway through.
“On your cock.”
That wipes the smile right off.
I groan into her neck. “You’re going to kill me.”
“I hope not. You’ve got work to do,” she teases.
“Will you ride me?”
“Is this some kind of cowgirl fantasy? Because I may sing country music, but I’m not that much of a cowgirl.”
“No, it’s an ‘I want to see your tits bounce in this’ fantasy,” I deadpan, snapping the strap of her bra gently.
She tips her head back with a laugh.
I want another of those as much as I want to make her come again. And again.
I roll us, catching her around the waist and flipping us, so she’s straddling my lap.
Fuck. I can’t wait to feel her wrapped around me.
She shimmies down my thighs and takes me in hand, running the head of my cock through her wetness. Another shiver runs through her as she presses it against her clit, using me, and the sight scrambles my brain. It might be the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.
