“I’d love to see you just in these fuck me boots, but frankly there’s no time for that,” I say honestly.
I step back and she makes light work of zipping them down, pulling them off, along with her jeans.
“You’re so fuckin’ beautiful,” I tell her, my eyes wandering up her body. I tug her bra down and her tits spill out. I lean back into her, her back pressed against the wall, and lower my head to suck one nipple into my mouth, palming the other.
She wraps her arms around my neck. “Oh, my god… That feels so good…”
I lick and suck, then pay the other one the same attention, my dick straining against her hip.
“Let me touch you,” I mutter.
“You don’t have to ask,” she pants.
My hand travels to cup her pussy, and I feel how slick she is and I’ve barely even touched her yet. “Gotta let me taste you.”
“Y-you, uh, do that?”
“Realmen do that, honey.”
“Oh.”
I take it from that response she’s not used to that kinda thing.
“But it’s so… Oh my god…”
I brush my hands through her wet heat and drop to my knees. My dick is eager, but he’s gonna have to wait. I want her pleasure on my tongue before we go any further.
I hook one leg over my shoulder and spread her wide. She is fucking glorious.
My tongue darts out and I lick her lips, then suckle each one, brushing her clit every now and then; she jolts every time I do so.
“Are you ready to come, Bailey?”
“Y-yes,” she pants. “Embarrassingly fast.”
I grin, then go to town eating her out. She is so damn sweet. I suck her clit into my mouth and she reaches for my hair, tugging it as she makes delicious noises. And my goodness, she is everything and more. She falls apart fast, crying out my name—something that will live on in my memory forever—and I insert a finger, then two, riding her through another orgasm right after the first.
“Holy crap, oh, oh,oh!”
Why do I get the impression my girl has been starved for affection? I know this is a small town and all, but surely any guy with a brain would be falling over himself to get to her.
For my sake, I couldn’t be happier that she’s single and willing. More than willing.
“You taste like cotton candy,” I mutter, pulling her leg farther over my shoulder. I spit on her pussy and she makes a sound that goes straight to my cock.
“I want you,” she mutters. “Inside me, Brett.Now!”
I tsk. “You think you can boss a country boy around?” I laugh.
Her eyes meet mine and the heat I see in them makes my heart jump. “Oh, I know I can.”
I grin, then blow on her pussy as her eyes widen. I tongue her clit again, my eyes never leaving hers, then I bring her to orgasm once more, curving my fingers inside her to find that oh-so-elusive G-spot. She stretches up onto her toes, making a long, guttural moan and I’m mighty relieved we have no neighbors close by. This is all for me, because I’m the greedy bastard who doesn’t want to share one breath, moan or cry with anyone else.
She pulls me up and I stumble because my jeans are still precariously dangling around my ankles. I kick them off, then rip her panties off her body. “I’m sorry,” I mutter. “I’ll replace them.”
She wraps her arms around my neck and I suck on her bottom lip as she spins me around so my back is against the wall. “It’s only fair that I repay the favor.”
I grin. “If you put that pretty mouth anywhere near my dick, it’s gonna be all over.”
