The soft, pleasure-induced smile that appears on her face engrains into my skull like the ink covering my skin.
She grinds down on me again, using her arms around my neck to help her momentum. “What would you do if I let you?”
I grumble in frustration at the question, and she grins. Removing one of her arms from my neck, she grabs my hand, dragging it to her sensitive center.
When my fingers glide over her seam, she’s so soaked that my jaw clenches. “Goddamn. Do you know how wet this pussy is for me right now?”
She bites her lip, nodding. “And it's not the first time.”
“Fuck,” I drawl huskily. Since she’s straddling me, I position my feet further apart, watching the way it spreads her thighs more for me, which gives me more access. “You can’t tell me things like that. Now whenever I see you, I’ll be distracted, wondering if this cunt might be ready for me to take it, whenever I want, however I want.” I rub circles on her clit before slowly sinking a finger in her tight cunt. She feels like warm velvet and sin.
I greedily soak in her whimpers and moans, answering her question. “First, I would flip you on your back and use my tongue while my fingers stretch you, prepare you to take my cock. But you’d be so wet that the moment I bend you over the side of this bed and hike your leg up, you’d perfectly take every inch of my dick like this pretty pussy was made for me. You’d be so full of me, darling. Then, when I finally come inside you, it will demolish the traces of anyone else who had you until the only name you remember is mine.”
“Oh my God.”
“Do you need my cock now? That’s not my name.”
When I slowly add another finger, cursing as I meet some restriction, she trembles in my arms. “Preston—” Her forehead falls against mine.
“That’s right, darling.”
Her eyes flutter closed. “I need— More.”
“What do you want?” I ask across her lips.
“I want your tongue on me. In me.”
My arrogant smile emerges. “You’re in control here, darling. You had my tongue in your mouth. Is that what you want again? You’ll have to be a little more specific—”
“I need your tongue against my clit. In my pussy. I want it with your fingers like you said.”
Her neediness scratches at my ego. “So desperate for me to make you come.”
She whimpers as I strengthen my arms around her. I stand and flip us, laying her gently on the duvet. She sinks into it, not wasting any time as she parts those gorgeous legs for me, granting me the first view of her glistening center.
Keeping her big green eyes locked on mine, I drop to my knees for her. Like her giving herself to me like this is a knife straight to my heart. If the last few breaths I take are while I’m ravaging her pretty cunt, then it will be one hell of a way to go out.
Better than I deserve.
Wrapping an arm around each of her thighs, I tug her ass to the end of the mattress, releasing a hot breath across her pussy. She shudders, gripping the sheets in her hands. The wet strands of her hair fan out around her, her back bending to the first touch of my tongue pressing against her seam.
I gaze up at her, writhing while my tongue swirls over her sensitive bundle of nerves, my dick painfully begging for attention as her taste blooms in my mouth. Her eyes are glued to a spot on the ceiling, little murmurs I can’t understand falling from her lips.
“My eyes are down here between your legs, Kate,” I speak her name against her so she knows how fucking serious I am that I want her eyes soaking in what I’m doing to her.
She breathes heavily, as if tearing her gaze back to mine is hard. I insert my middle finger, watching her struggle to meet my eyes. When she does, I find that sensitive spot inside her and curl my finger, mesmerized by her velvet walls tightening around me.
Realization dawns. I press my tongue to where my middle finger is thrusting into her entrance, and I glide up to her clit before I place a soft kiss there. “You’ve never had a man taste this sweet pussy, have you?”
She shakes her head. That one answer hurls a grenade at another one of my barriers. “I-I don’t know, it was a part of foreplay that was skipped.”
“I’ll take any firsts I can get.” My ring finger joins my middle, and she releases a moan that vibrates through her. “Now that I’ve had you this way, I’m afraid my tongue will need a taste every time before my cock gets one.”
A mischievous smile lightens her features.
“What?”
“I want you to reach into your sweats and stroke your cock while you play with me.”
