“Good girl, good girl, good girl…”plays on a loop in my brain as he slides a finger deeper into my core.
“You’re so tight,” he says quietly. “I have to get you ready for me.”
“Yes,” I groan, threading my fingers through his short hair. “Please.”
“Ohfuck,please? The great Roxie Westin asking so nicely. Never thought I’d see the day.”
“I can be good. For the right person. If they deserve it.” The way he’s slowly pumping his finger into me is causing my brain to short circuit a little. “I’ll be good for you, Ty.”
“Damn right you will,cariño. I’ve got you,” he says the words against my core like a vow and licks a long stripe from my cunt to my clit and he sucks my clit into his mouth.
My thighs tighten around his head as I keen and I start to babble.
“Oh god, Ty. Oh fuck. Yes, right there.” His finger twists and he slips the other finger inside, scissoring them. “God, I take back what I said, you are totally going to get me off if you keep fingering me like that. I’ll come from oral.”
“Oh no, baby.” He pulls back, stretching me one more time with his fingers before withdrawing them and I whine. “As fuckingadorableas that sound was, I’m going to make you come from my tongue alone. I want that first of yours. It’smine.”
“But you said–”
“Fuck what I said,” he growls, hooking his wet fingers around my thigh to anchor me. “You’re coming from my mouth and my mouth alone. Got it? I don’t care how long I’m down here, you’re coming from my tongue, on my face, and I’m going to take this first and any other ones I collect andhoardthem until you completely belong to me.”
“Better get back to it then,” I say with a bratty smirk. There’s that familiar warmth that I feel when I make myself cum with my own fingers growing strong in my belly.
Is he actually going to make me come from talking to me and a few strategic touches?
A fucking God. And all mine.
He stops talking with a heavy smirk and spreads my lower lips with his fingers, holding me open so he can get as deep as he wants. But this time, instead of tensing up, I relax into it. Ty swirls his tongue into my heat, pulling at the sides with his tongue like he’s trying to carve himself into my very soul.
“Oh god,” I moan, my head falls back again as Ty’s nose nudges my clit as he uses his tongue to try and gather all my wetness and pull it into his mouth. His hands on the creases of my thighs bite tighter and I love it. I so fucking love it. They’re going to be the first bruises on my body that Iwelcomeand cherish.
I feel the cord tighten in my belly. Oh fuck, is he… Is he actually going to get me off with only his tongue? My thighs tense around his head and I try to move so that he’s not suffocated, but any space I grant him, his head rushes forward until I’m not sure he even wants to breathe anymore.
“Ty,” I moan, keening slightly as my belly tightens even more. This is it. This…this is fucking it. He must hear me through the ear muffs my thighs are providing, or he can feel it from how I gush. I canfeelhow wet I get, even with Ty rightthere to lick it up. There’s no way there’s not going to be a wet spot under my ass when he’s done with me.
Not one fucking way.
Ty doesn’t let up for a moment, but he sits up and folds me in half so my ass is in the air and he has a better position. Andholy. fucking. shit.What a goddamn difference that makes. My toes curl, it’s like he can get deeper and the way he flicks his tongue?
God, take me now, because I don’t know if it can get better than this.
Ty wraps a hand around me and uses a finger to draw soft, slow circles around my clit at the same time he groans and the vibration from his lips plus the way his tongue does that swirl thing, I’m gone. Done. It’s going to take me one gentle nudge and I’m going to come.
“Ty, Ty, I’m close,” I whisper, my voice sounding hoarse and frankly, out of it. And boy, am I.
I’m so focused on coming on his face. I want him to have this first of mine. I need it. I crave it.
Instead of talking, Ty moans. Loudly. Gutterly. Like a man possessed. And he doubles down. Taking his finger off my clit, instead using his nose to continue circling and he fucks me with his tongue. Making each and every stroke count.
When I hear that sound from him, knowing I caused it, I come. I can’t help it. I can’t stop it even if I wanted to. I come so fucking hard that I push myself up higher, and Ty’s hands on my thighs keep me close like he’s saying, ‘I got you, fall apart however you need to and I’ll catch every piece.’
“Ty!” I wail, groaning as he continues the same steady pressure until my orgasm fades and all the tension leaves my body. When that happens, my muscles stop being able to hold me up, but Ty’s right there. Catching me, holding me, like he does.
When he’s sure I’m done, he gives me one final deep kiss to my cunt and pulls back, grinning like the cat that got the cream, a face covered in my shiny cum and a damn smug look on his face.
“You thought I was possessive before? I’m never letting you go now,” Ty says as he nearly lurches forward, pumping his hard cock a few times before notching the head near my sopping entrance before my brain comes back online and I press him with my feet, keeping him from entering me just yet.
“Are you clean?” I ask right before his lips touch mine.
