“Royce,” I pant, my fingers curled into the bedsheets as he slowly draws his finger back, teasing at my entrance before gliding back into me.
His tongue flattens before flicking across my clit as I roll my hips up. His spare hand presses against my stomach, pinning me to the bed. My legs widen; he groans and tilts his head to the side, and I watch his tongue as it pulses against me. His finger slips in and out with ease as he coaxes my orgasm.
“Oh God.” My head falls back, pleasure teasing me, fluttering in my lower stomach. The familiar burn licks my skin.
“Eyes on me,” he growls.
I do as he says, watching as each stroke of his tongue brings me closer to disintegrating beneath him. A second finger teases, edging at my pussy and I stiffen.
“You can take it.” He lifts his lips from me, glistening with my arousal which he licks away.
I whimper, his ice blues locked on me. He watches, my eyes hazy, my mouth slowly dropping open as he slides the second finger to the knuckle.
“God, you look so pretty.” He smiles, lowering his head back down as his tongue laps against my clit.
Fingers slide in and out of me with ease, fucking me deep, but teasing my clit with slow, lazy strokes is driving me insane. Lifting my hips, I want so much more from him.
“Needy baby?” he murmurs.
I moan, widening my thighs as far as I can, opening myself up to him. “I’ve never had this before…” I breathe, and he stops for just a second.
“What?” He blinks as in disbelief, and I wish I shut my damn mouth.
“Forget it,” I mutter, slowly lifting my thighs closer together but his large hand grips my skin, pushing one back down.
“You’re telling me you’ve never had anyone eat your pussy?”
His dirty words make my skin flush with red. I shake my head.
“Fuck.”
I see a flicker of something in his eyes. Before I can catch my breath, his face is between my legs, his tongue placed on my clit as his fingers slide deeper, curling inside of me and rubbing.
My moans spur him on, his lips puckering slightly as he sucks me into his mouth causing a whimper to roll from my mouth. Flattening his tongue, he rubs harder, faster, his fingers matching the rhythm and I feel the sensation from earlier. My insides burn, my stomach tightens, and that delicious flutter intensifies. Coolness pricks at the base of my neck.
“Royce, I’m, oh my God.”
I roll my hips into his palm, his fingers buried deep, his tongue working my clit. Fingers grip the bedsheet, my legs tremble, and my moans grow louder as they fill the room.Something in him switches. He groans, fingers fucking me harder, faster as he eats me through my orgasm.
I’m a panting, sweaty mess and I swear my soul leaves my body.
He kisses my inner thighs, fingers slowing with soft pumps, working me down and all I can do is watch. Finally, he slides out of me and lays himself back over my body, his fingers gripping my cheeks as he slowly swipes his tongue across my lips before dipping it into my mouth.
“How the fuck have you never had your pussy eaten? If you were mine… fuck, I would have my tongue buried whenever I could.”
My cheeks burn. Silence echoes. His fingers brush a few loose strands of hair from my face.
“That…” His eyes fall to my lips. “Is how you do it.”
I blink at him, his erection evident. “What about you?” I trace my fingers through his thick hair.
“I’ll sort myself out.” He smiles. “Even though I amdesperateto fuck you… if only once.”
I giggle into my arm as I turn my face away from him. “Damn contract,” I mutter.
“Damn contract.” He mimics my words and his playfulness slips from his face.
“What’s wrong,” I grab his face and turn him to look at me.
