I smirk. It’s time for a taste. Using just the tip of my tongue, I bump her clit, teasing her. She shudders, her arousal liberally leaking out of her. “I need a little taste,” I say against her, my words muffled by her thighs. Pushing closer, I lick up some of her cream. She tastes heavenly and I swallow it down, my scruff covered in her pussy juice. But I don’t care. Using the flat part of my tongue, I tease her clit and she jolts, growing unsteady on her feet. Lifting my arousal-covered face, I remove her heels and have her step out of her sopping wet panties, tossing both aside.
Her pussy, now bare before me, calls to me. Diving back between her legs, I eat her like a starving man. And it shows. One moment I’m eating her pussy, the next she’s tightening her fingers in my hair as she climaxes.
“I’m coming!” she screams, her legs shaking as her pussy tightens, her release coating the scruff of my beard.
I drink down her release, a smirk on my face. “That’s my girl.”
Getting to my feet, I look into her eyes. Her pupils are blown and her chest is rising and falling in shallow little bursts. And that’s just one. There are more where that came from. I take her lips again, so she can taste herself. Her eyes flit open and she grasps my shoulders, her arms around my neck.
“That’s how good you taste,” I murmur against her lips. “Now, let’s get you out of these clothes.”
Quickly and efficiently, I strip Layla out of her skirt and blouse, leaving her in just her sexy black lace bra. While I love it and it makes her look incredible, it needs to go. I’m ready to suck her sweet nipples. Stepping up behind her, I unclasp her bra and push it off her shoulders. It’s like unwrapping my favorite gift. Layla stands naked before me and I haven’t seen a more beautiful sight. Taking her lips again, I palm her full breasts, paying special attention to the stiff peaks. She trembles in my arms.
“Gabe, you’re overdressed,” she mutters, highly aroused.
She’s right. But I want a taste of her nipples first. Bending her back just a bit, I suck a nipple into my mouth and she shifts her legs together, trying to stem the ache between her thighs. I lave her nipples, licking and sucking at each one.
“Get on the bed,” I command, my hands practically ripping open my shirt. Once I’ve rid myself of it, I unbuckle my belt and pants, pushing them down and off, along with my boxer briefs. Highly aroused, my dick is hard and juts out from my carved abdomen.
Layla now lays on the bed, legs spread. She licks her lips and zeroes in on my dick. The woman is such a tease. I stroke myself a couple of times, drawing out some precum just for her. Getting on the bed, I crawl over her, my dick in my hand. “Open up.”
She parts her lips and I feed her my dick. She sucks me inside and licks off all my precum, cleaning my dick. I have to clench my abs as I try not to come down her throat. As much as I’d love that, I’m not coming in her mouth. I’m coming in that sweet pussy of hers while she grips me, her body one with mine.
“Enough,” I rumble lowly, dragging my hard dick from her mouth. Catching a glimpse of the bottle of wine on the nightstand, I snag it and take a drink. Gulping that down, I then tip the bottle over her, splashing wine over her tits.
“Gabe!” she barks, the cool liquid making her nipples pebble even more. She tries to clamp her thighs together, but she can’t, as I’m on my knees between them.
I smirk, then promptly suck a nipple into my mouth, tasting the rich liquid. The wine, combined with her taste, heightens my arousal. My dick is positively throbbing right now. Sucking her other nipple into my mouth, I lick off the wine until her tits are clean. Slowly tipping the bottle over her belly, I drip wine over her curves, licking it off.
“Please!” she whines softly.
I discard the bottle and grab my belt. “Trust me?”
“Yes,” she replies, her voice husky.
“Arms out.”
She holds her arms out and I push them together. Using my belt, I tie her wrists together.
“Okay?” I ask, just to be sure.
She nods, fire in her eyes. “I need the words, Layla.”
“Yes, it’s okay. Sir.” Fuck me.
My dick, now throbbing relentlessly, demands relief. “Get on your knees.”
I flip her over and she gets to her knees.
“Hold the headboard and spread your legs.” She grasps the headboard and spreads her legs, revealing her juicy pussy to me.
Guiding the head of my dick to her pussy entrance, I thrust deep inside.
“Gabe!” she grunts, my dick stuffed deep inside her body.
“Layla!” I groan at the same time. Fuck, she feels good. After the day I’ve had, this is what I needed.
Pulling out, I thrust back in and fuck her relentlessly. I know she likes it hard and deep, so this is perfect for us. All too soon, her pussy flutters around me and I know she’s getting close. Snaking a hand around her waist, I seek out her hard clit. Finding it, I pinch it as I thrust and she explodes like a grenade, her pussy tightening around me.
