“Whatever you do, don’t stop.”
She was diving into my hair, squeezing my strands into her palms.
She probably thought that was the only way to keep me here.
But I wasn’t leaving, and I would never stop.
Because I dreamed about licking a pussy as beautiful as this one.
Because I loved this as much as she did.
And because I could already sense she was getting close. Her clit was hardening, the wetness surrounding my finger was getting thicker—an addition I sensed she liked, given that the deeper my finger went, the more she welcomed it in.
“Gavin, oh my God!”
Up to my farthest knuckle, I arched my hand, aiming for her G-spot, and I upped the speed on both—the way I lapped her with my tongue and the way I finger-fucked her.
And what that earned me was her first orgasm.
“Yes!” Her whole body tightened. “Agh!”
A quick glance toward her stomach showed it was shuddering, matching the sounds she semi-shouted, and by the way she was twisting my locks, that only confirmed what I already suspected.
Fuck, she tasted good.
I stayed on my knees until I was positive I’d licked out every quiver, and on my way up her body, I lifted her into my arms and held her against me, turning off the water before I carried her back into my bedroom.
“I’m sorry I doubted your abilities. Or questioned them. Or challenged them.” Hair was clinging to her cheeks, and she pushed it away. “I don’t know what I did ... I can’t even think straight.”
I chuckled. “We’re only getting started. You still need to get off a few more times.” I locked the bedroom door and set her on the end of my bed.
“I’m soaked.” She pushed herself up as though she was trying not to get the comforter wet. “We both are.”
“I don’t care. Don’t move.”
I went into my closet and grabbed a condom out of my wallet, and with my teeth, I tore off the corner of the foil as I returned to her.
But Emily had moved.
She was no longer on the end. She was kneeling in the center, hands holding her tits, thumbs on her nipples.
“Fuck ...” I halted at my nightstand, watching her as I rolled the latex over me. “You are such a sight.”
“Get over here.”
As soon as the condom was locked in place, I crawled onto the bed, and she was on me immediately, encouraging me onto my back and straddling my waist. “Someone wants my dick.”
And I wanted to give it to her, but it was even hotter that she was taking it. This was a sport to her, too, and damn it, she was in full competition mode.
“In ways you can’t even imagine.” She sat up, placing my tip in just the right spot, and she slowly sank down, moaning louder as she took in each inch.
“Emily—fuck!” I banged the back of my head against the mattress, blown away by how good she felt. But she wasn’t taking it easy, letting herself get used to me—she was going straight at it, her tightness hugging me, her wetness sliding me right in.
Within a few strokes, she was already switching up her movements, gliding up and down my shaft, and after several plunges, she kept me fully snug inside and rocked back and forth.
“Ah hell,” I groaned, my thumb now on her clit. “You’re riding me like you want me to come.”
“Isn’t that what we both want?”
