He tosses them aside, lifting himself by his elbow. I wiggle my legs free to spread wider for him now. His mischievous smile appears.
“For the first time, I’m taking my time.” He nips down my neck to my collarbone, snaking his hand behind me, hooking the bra, and releasing my breasts. “I’m going to earn your trust. The trust that will allow me to play with you the way I want you and you beg for.”
He trails his tongue down to my nipple, before sucking it earning him a whimper that escapes. “I have dreamed about this for a long while now,” he says after popping my nipple from his mouth.
“Fuck,” I say breathlessly.
“Mm, not yet. Soon,” he returns back to my breast, giving them his full attention. Switching licking and tasting one and grabbing and pinching the other. My back arches for him, my body silently begging for a release that would explode soon.
“You are the most beautiful woman. Intoxicating,” he continues to slither down my body, taking his time to pepper kisses along my skin. I reached for him, reaching for just a touch of my own, to make sure he was real that this wasn’t a dream. I want to know if this is what it’s supposed to feel like, to have someone ache for you and give you what you wanted.
Knowing how to take away the ache, the thoughts, and perhaps even see you for you.
“If I knew this was how I could get you quiet, I’d have you splayed before me a lot sooner,” He murmurs.
A soft smile plastered on my face, “Yes, but making you work for it had its perks.”
“Oh my angel, you’re going to realize what happens when you starve a man with your little games and stubbornness,” he hooks fingers through my underwear and pulls it down my legs, tossing it away from us. “But,” he says, ghosting his fingertips along my inner thighs, “I’m saving the consequences of your actions for a later date.
I can’t think, I can’t form words. My capabilities are out the window with this man, and for once, thank god. I start to close my eyes, feeling the effects of bliss taking over. A sigh of contentment releases.
“Eyes on me, Angel. I want you to see me make this tight pussy come all over my face, knowing that you’ll do it again and again.”
Wait, did he say ‘again and again’? Is that even fucking possible.
My eyes obey, and I’m rewarded with, “That’s a good girl.”
He barely has touched my pussy yet, and I can already feel the edge.
“Please,” I beg.
His head between my legs is a sight like a god on his knees. “You want me to take care of this needy pussy?”
I quickly nod my head, that’s exactly what I want. He brushes his knuckle against my wet cunt, I buck up against him.
“Already soaking for me. Already begging, because if I slip my finger here,” he does so, slipping his finger in me, curling it, and pulling it out, “you were going to want more.”
“Yes,” I answered him.
“Because I want every part of you,” he puts his finger back in stroking me, pumping in and out in a tantalizing rhythm, enough to drive you into madness. “I want your pleas, I want your aches, I want the good and bad,” He continues, rubbing against my sensitive clit. He replaces the rubbing with his tongue flicking and sucking the nub.
I’m on the verge of an explosion, releasing every lustful pent up energy. As I pant, like a damn cat in heat, his arms curl around my thighs, pulling me closer to his face as he starts eating my pussy like it’s the last fruit on earth. Devouring every bundle of nerve, I reach for his head, riding his face, he allows it.
He wants that.
“I’m close, keep going. Please.” I pleaded with him. The one thing that didn’t change, his eyes. His eyes darken watching me about to come.
He wants me to watch him, my eyes on him. I remembered that and focused on him, the way his predatory eyes focused on me, I came apart.
I hit my wave of pleasure, my body writhing in vibrations. I ride the high, and continue until I come down. His arms still latched onto me, his face gently rises and I see my release and heat flushes my skin.
He fingers me, I gasp at the sensitivity. “You didn’t think you were done were you?”
Again and again.
“Your pleasure is my pleasure angel, and I want you to come one more time before my cock claims this pussy.” his devilish smile appears.
“I don’t think that’s possible with me,” I admit. With most partners I had, I was lucky to at least get one and mostly with the help of a vibrator.
