"Because when I come tonight, it's going to be buried deep inside you." I help her to her feet and my hands immediately go to her pants. "Now get these off before I rip them off."
She unbuttons them with shaking fingers and shimmies the fabric down along with her underwear. Then she's completely naked in front of me and I pick her up. She snickers and drapes her arms around my shoulders while she wraps her legs around my waist automatically. Her center presses against my stomach, and I can feel how wet she already is.
"You really want my body and not my mouth?" she asks as I bite her shoulder, then the inside of her bicep.
"Yes, and I'm taking what I want."
I carry her down the hall and kick the bedroom door open, walking over to drop her on the edge of the mattress. She starts to scoot back toward the pillows, but I catch her ankle and pull her back.
"Stay right there." I kneel in front of her and push her thighs apart roughly. "I'm gonna take my time devouring you until your juices coat my face."
I take my time, kissing and licking up her inner thigh while deliberately avoiding where she wants me most. She's already squirming and I've barely touched her.
"Please." Her voice is breathy. "Stop teasing."
"We just started." I switch to her other thigh and repeat the same torturous path. "I told you I'm taking my time."
When I finally put my mouth on her soft folds, it's just a light brush of my tongue. She gasps and her hips lift seeking more pressure but I pull back.
"Patience." I blow cool air over her heated flesh and watch her shiver. "Good things come to those who wait."
I work her slowly. Alternating between long slow licks and focused attention on her most sensitive spot, but never quite enough pressure to push her over. Her hands fist in the sheets and her breathing becomes ragged.
"I need more," she begs. "Please, I need your fingers."
"Not yet." I continue the same maddening pace with just my tongue. "You're not ready yet."
I keep this up for several more minutes until she's writhing and practically sobbing with need. Only then do I slide one finger inside her. She's soaking wet and clenching around even just one finger.
"More." She rocks her hips trying to take me deeper. "God quit torturing me."
I chuckle against her skin and add a second finger, curling them to find her sweet spot while my tongue finally applies real pressure to her clit and finally she starts to writhe.
"Oh, God." Her thighs are trembling. "I'm so close."
I continue working her with fingers and tongue, bringing her right to the brink and then backing off just enough to keep her there. She makes desperate sounds and pulls at my hair.
"Please," she whines. "Please let me come. I can't take anymore."
"Alright then… Come for me." I increase the pressure with both my fingers and tongue. "Do it now."
Her back arches off the bed and she groans loudly as the first orgasm rips through her. I feel her pulse and clench around my fingers while I work her through every wave. Her hips lift off the bed, and she twitches over and over, making my painfully hard dick throb, wanting her. When the aftershocks start to fade I slow but don't stop completely.
"Too much." She's panting hard, trying to push my head away. "I need a minute."
"You'll get one." I place one more kiss on her inner thigh and stand. "But just one."
I grab her hips and pull her closer to the edge of the bed, positioning myself between her spread thighs. She's still trying to catch her breath when I run my length through her wetness, coating myself.
"Wait, I'm still—" She starts but cuts off with a gasp when I push inside slowly.
I dive inch by inch, letting her feel every bit of me stretching her. When I'm fully seated I pause, giving her body time to adjust.
"You feel perfect wrapped around me." I lean over her, bracing myself on my forearms. "Like you were made just for me."
I start thrusting with slow, deep strokes—nothing frantic or desperate yet. And the steady pressure has her gasping every time I bottom out. I love watching her face twist and contort, and her back arch in enjoyment.
"Wrap your legs around me." I help position them higher on my waist. "That's it."
