“Needy.” Angie is squirming under me. Her skin is flushed. I pull her leg up onto my shoulder and press soft kisses to the inside of her knee. “I love knowing how much you need me.”
“So much, Troy. I need you.”
“Why do you need me?” I ask her, doing the same thing to her other leg. My hands drift up and down on the soft flesh of her thighs.
“To make me feel desired. And sexy.”
I nip at the inside of her leg. “You don’t need me to make you feel sexy. You do that all on your own.”
Pushing my hands down farther, I brush my knuckle along her underwear.
“But no one has made me feel like this before. Only you, Troy. It’s only you.”
I can’t wait another minute. Grabbing the flimsy material of her thong, I rip it from her body. I bury my nose in the sweet scent of it.
“So fucking good, Ang.”
Dropping her legs to the bed, I bury my face between them. My fingers slide between her folds easily.
“God, you’re perfect.” I swipe my tongue through the wetness, swirling it around her clit. Her legs squeeze my head.
“More.” Her voice is breathy as it escapes her.
“More what?”
“Everything. I want your mouth.”
“Only my mouth?”
“To start with.”
I smile against her pussy. “Aren’t we greedy?”
Angie pops up on her elbows, looking down at me. Her hair is a disheveled mess. “You turn me into a crazy person whenever you’re near me. I can’t help it if I want you this badly.”
“Not as much as I want you.” I attack her pussy with a newfound hunger.
Licking. Sucking. Drinking up every last drop of sweet wetness that she’s giving me.
“Troy!” Angie pushes her hands through my hair. The tinge of pain amps up my own need coursing through me. “Please don’t stop.”
“Please will get you everywhere.”
Pushing her legs open wider, I drag my tongue up and down, swirling it in ways I know she loves. I drag her wetness down farther, knowing that a little ass play will always get her going.
Her pussy is squeezing my fingers as I curl them insideof her. She’s close to coming. She’s grinding down on my face. Her juices are coating my chin.
“Are you going to come for me like a good girl?”
“Yes. Oh yes!” she shouts, finally coming around my fingers. I pull them out and lick up every drop of her release. It seems endless.
An arm is thrown over her eyes. Her entire body is sated. My cock is tenting in my pants. Seeing her like this sends a fire blazing through my veins.
The perfect fucking woman for me. The one that I love more than anything. And even if she might not be there yet, I’m going to spend the night showing her just how much she means to me.
Standing up, I push my own pants and boxers off and grab a condom from my wallet.
“Are you going to be up for more?” I lean over the bed, moving her arm off her face.
