I tweak and pinch her nipple. Without hesitation, she grabs the hem of her shirt and quickly tugs it over her head.
She’s wearing a gold necklace that I haven’t noticed before. It’s an infinity symbol encrusted with diamonds. I lean in and press a kiss against her chest, right over the necklace.
Brinley slides her hands into my hair, holding me against her, as I trail a path of kisses over her chest to her breast and suck her nipple into my mouth. She helps me shed her bra, slipping her hand behind her to unhook it, leaving her bare between us.
Once she does, her hands are back on me. Roaming over my chest before drifting to the hem of my shirt, silently begging me to take it off.
I lean just enough to shed my shirt. Next, she reaches for the button of my jeans. It’s on my lips to tell her to slow down, that we don’t have to rush.
We have all night, but when I lean away and see the eager look in her eyes, I can’t find it in me to say a word.
I give her the space to unbutton my jeans before her hand slips into my boxer briefs and wraps around my hard length. I suck in a sharp breath, my head tipping back as the rush of the moment makes it spin.
“Fuck, you’re so hard,” she says under her breath, almost like she didn’t realize she said it out loud.
She swipes her thumb over my slit, her breathing picking up, and I clench my jaw to try to control myself, letting her explore me at her own pace.
“Will you stand up for me?” she asks.
I fumble, my dick still half out as I stand, letting her set the pace.
I’ve been with women before, and I usually take the lead. I like being in control and want to be the one to take care of her, but I have no problem letting her set the tone, too.
Her eyes light up when I stand in front of her, and it dawns on me now that we’re at the perfect height in this position.
She quickly shoves my pants and underwear over my hips, just enough to release my aching cock. For all I’ve done to try to take my time with her, those thoughts fly out the window when she eagerly wraps her hand around me again.
She tilts her head, our eyes locking as she softly flicks her tongue out to lick the tip. I can’t even contain it.
I growl, sliding my fingers into her hair, earning me a devious grin.
“There he is.” She smiles.
My nostrils flare at her, at the sight of the victorious gleam in her eyes.
“Is this what you wanted, baby?”
She nods, never taking her eyes off me as she sucks me into her mouth.
My head tips, a groan slipping free as I force myself to watch her. It’s not easy when she wraps her hand around the base of my dick, bobbing her head in the same motion.
With my hands in her hair, I guide her, showing her the way I like it.
“Just like that, Brin. Oh fuck, that feels so fucking good. I wish you could see how sexy you look right now.”
Her eyes light up at my praise, her cheeks turning pink and her eyes growing heavy.
She hollows her cheeks and takes me deeper the next time, and I nearly finish before we even get started.
“Brin, baby, I need you to stop or I’m not gonna last much longer.”
She releases me with a pop, and I drop to my knees in front of her, which is awkward if I’m being honest, considering my pants are still sitting mid-thigh.
Brinley grins at me, and I reach for the button on her jeans, tugging them along with her underwear down her legs and tossing them behind me on the floor.
She presses her thighs together, her shyness creeping in again. I slide my hands under her thighs, pulling her toward me. She throws her head back, giggling as I ease them apart, and she lets them fall open easily.
The sight of her glistening pussy, the scent of her arousal, has my mouth watering to taste her. I’ve never wanted anything or anyone as much as I want her.
