“Yes sir. I want a taste of my own.”
“Charlotte Lynn, whatever happened to the bashful woman, blushing at such naughty words?”
My hands reach for his zipper, slowly dragging it down. “She was tempted by the devil and she’s not going back,” I grab his pants to hoist them down, he gets the idea and tosses the pants aside. In front of me is a mouth watering dick, and it’s mine.
Mine.
He’s mine. He’s been mine for a long while now, I just didn’t allow myself to believe that.
My hands slowly slide down his shaft. My tongue licks his tip, he’s well and hard. My only goal right now is to drive this man to have nothing on his lips but my name. I take one long thrust into my mouth, where he’s hitting the back of my throat.
“Fuck,” he breathes out, his hand shooting to my head, gripping my hair. “That’s it. Take me deep, open wide for me.” I continue at a hungry pace, knowing that this is for him, but also me. Something about giving pleasure to someone, getting in a lustful daze, I understand why Keola is the way he is.
My hand continues to move along with my mouth, it’s not pretty, but it’s delirious and tantalizing.
I pull away for a second, “I can’t get enough.”
Keola says breathlessly, “I could say the same thing, in fact.” He grips hard on my hair, forcing me off my knees. “Bed. Now.”
I pout, I wasn’t done. I wanted him on the edge, begging for me to take his cum. He nips at my pout, “We have a long time for doing what we want. But I want you to get on that bed, ass in the air, but spread your legs.” He captures my lips again, deepening the kiss, possessing every sense.
I turn and crawl to the bed, doing exactly what he asks me to do. My ass is in full display for him, my legs spread for him.
My body trembling, waiting in anticipation. It’s the barn all over again.
“Such a pretty present, I should have put a bow on those wrists.” he teases, his hand grazing along my spine, as my skin prickles underneath his touch.
I lick my lips, wanting him to touch me, claim in my other places. He places a trailing kiss down my back as his hand slowly pulls down my panties down over my ass and completely off. His finger tracing my folds, I can feel the wetness starting to drip.
“What do I have here? This for me?” His finger slips in and out of my pussy. I move along with his finger, begging for more. Then he slips another in, I start to wither under his touch, his strokes.
“I’m going to make you see stars, you’re gonna beg me to stop.”
“Is that a promise?” I wiggle my ass to him, but am rewarded with a smack.
“You know I will. But I have an idea I want to try. Keep your head on the other side,” he commands me, turning my head to the other side, not watching his movements. But I hear a drawer open.
How the hell does he know what’s in my drawers? Wait!My eyes widen and finally connect the dots. The real answer is the slight buzzing that comes closer to me.
I try to move, lifting myself up, but am pushed back down.
He makes a tsking sound, “Going somewhere, angel?”
I stumble for words, but find them, “How did...” I turn my head back to him.
“How did I know about this? Curiosity while you were in the shower one night. And I’d be a liar if I said that the thought of this in your drawer hasn’t turned me on. Tell me something,” the buzzing starts to touch my skin, going down my back side. “What do you think of when you use this toy?”
The toy eases down my crack, inches away from my clit. But the sensation of it hovering over my pussy sends me to the ceiling. I shake my head, moving around it, away from the feeling.
“Do you think of me?” he asks, slowly getting closer. The vibration of it is enough to make you crazy, begging for it to stop but begging for more.
When I don’t answer, he places it on my clit, I try to close my legs, but his hand free grips one of my thighs. Even the lowest setting can get me off, but the intensity of Keola added into the mix, I know I’m ready to combust.
“Tell me.” he presses a little harder against me.
I groan between his demand and the vibrations, “Ah! Fine.” I try to say between my pants, “You. I think of you. Wishing it was you.” He slips two fingers in and now I’m at his mercy. The combination of his fingers thrusting in me and the vibrator, I’m ready to see those stars.
I fucking want them.
