“So demanding,” I murmured, my hand restraining her wrist. Her hips bucked as I leaned in close, but I was careful not to allow contact. Not yet.
“Fuck,” she begged. “Please.”
“What do you need, Chloe?”
“You,” she cried, her hips moving again. With my free hand, I pushed down on her hips, restraining her. Another noise of annoyance left her, vibrating through her body and into mine. “Tongue, fingers, anything, please.”
“Do you think of me between your thighs?” I asked, lowering my head again. I kissed along her center, letting cool air hit the most sensitive part of her.
“Every night.” Chloe wriggled, her voice pleading. “Inés, please...”
I released her wrist, centering my finger at her entrance, barely pushing in to tease her. She arched off the mattress in anticipation but breathlessly groaned in annoyance when I denied her again.
“Do you have a toy or do you use your fingers?” I asked, dragging my fingertip along her cunt. She shook uncontrollably beneath me. Her hands pulled and pushed at my hair, the desperation in her force growing.
She couldn’t get the word out. “Toy.”
For a split second, I considered running down the hall to her room, finding it to use on her. The image of pushing her even further to the edge, holding a low buzz function to her clit, allowing her a shallow finger or two. I was almost tempted, even if I could only watch.
“We can save that for later.” I deepened my finger, pushing in only a little. A moan ripped out of her, loud and unbounded. “Right now, I want to show you what you’ve been missing.” I spoke against her, pressing one last kiss to the inside of her thigh.
Before she could react, I pressed forward, running my mouth toher pussy. Immediately I lost myself in her. My hands gripped her hips, pulling her harder against my face, burying myself into her. Being that close wasn’t enough, but I doubted anything else would ever bring me this level of satisfaction now that I’d tasted her.
Everything became a blur. My mouth on her, my tongue lapping, the taste addictive. Her legs tightening around my neck, fingers pulling at my hair as she moaned and bucked underneath me. I lined up two fingers and pushed inside of her, curling upwards.
Warm and tight. She felt like fucking heaven.
I became unhinged, my free hand sinking between my own thighs, the insatiable need to orgasm at the same time as her, like I wanted to come along with her.
“Inés,” Chloe managed through gasps. The sound of my own name nearly finishing me off alone. “You’re incredible. This is incredible.”
I pulled away as I pushed a third finger inside her. “Do you like that? With my tongue?”
“Fuck yes.”
I gazed up, watching as she sprawled out on the bed, back arched, her hands squeezing and pulling at her breasts. She was more beautiful than I could have ever imagined, undone like this. Like finally, we’d stripped back all the layers, all the protective armor, until I’d found her.
“Tell me... did he treat you this good?” I almost begged, unable to bring myself to sayhisname. I knew I was being selfish, that he was my friend, but I was desperate to know that this was better for her.
That she wanted me as much as I wanted her.
“It has never felt like this. With anyone.” I allowed Chloe to drag my head back to her, and rewarded her with my lapping tongue, sucking at her clit, doing everything I could to bring her to orgasm, my own hand sending me closer and closer.
I worked hard against her, desperate to feel her come against my mouth. She rocked harder against me, my fingers deeper, curlingand stroking her G-spot. I wanted this from her, I needed it. She squeezed against me, and I knew she was close.
“Come for me,” I begged against her. “Let go for me. I want to feel you.”
I dedicated myself, mind, body and soul to her. As if she was an altar, as if she was a god. I was a tool for her pleasure, devoted to only her. Her hips worked against my tongue, her body practically vibrating against me, and I could tell she was as desperate and wild as I was.
And then she broke. She slowed in pace but grew with intensity as she moaned my name. It grew all too much for even me, and I cried out against her, the vibrations sent straight against her cunt as I came against my own fingers. Even then, I continued to work, making sure I enjoyed every second of her orgasm.
She began to slow, panting heavily. I pulled out, cleaning her from my fingers, determined to enjoy everything she offered me. I looked up to her, finding her lying flat on the bed, her chest heaving for breath.
I crawled up the bed, desperate to kiss her, to show her how good she tasted on my lips. To see how wild she looked, untethered.
Instead, my heart stopped at the sight of tears rolling down her face.
“Joder, Chloe.” I scooped her up in my arms, pulling her close into my chest. “Did I do something wrong? Did I hurt you?”
