“I’ll buy you new ones,” I growled, then I lifted her leg up and tossed it over my shoulder, and then I fucking feasted on her perfect pussy.
The moment her taste exploded on my tongue, I knew, I fucking knew that if she had allowed anyone else to taste her, they’d be in the ground after I found them.
I feasted because she tasted what I imagined heaven to be like... absolute perfection.
I licked and sucked on her perfect little clit.
I ran my tongue through her folds and then inserted a single finger into her.
And holy fuck, she was tight.
The tightest pussy I’ve ever felt. I had my work cut out for me if I was going to get her ready to take me.
Then I got to work. I tongued and teased her clit as my finger moved in and out of her and when she was wetter, I slid in a second finger, and then a third.
She was moaning, and then she ripped my ball cap off my head and ran her hand over my head.
I knew that if I had longer hair, she’d be pulling on it. Maybe I needed to grow it out just to experience that.
I growled at the thought.
And then I dove back in.
Sucking. Licking. Teasing. Fingering.
And then she gasped, “Grey.”
I tongued that spot again, and she moaned.
I smirked as I worked on that one spot.
Moments later, I was rewarded as I felt her pussy convulse around my fingers.
I was slowly sucking on her clit as the last of her orgasm rolled through her.
Then, against her pussy that was pretty and pink and swollen, I said, “Gotta do that again, because I’ve been dreaming about you screaming my name.”
Her eyes were hooded, her cheeks were flushed, and damn if that wasn’t one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen.
She growled as she undid some straps on her shirt, ripped it off, then she reached behind her and unhooked her bra.
Then she growled, “You’re wearing too many clothes.”
I grinned as I licked my lips and, making sure I still had her eyes, I brought my fingers to my mouth and sucked them dry.
Her eyes went hooded, then she whispered, “Grey.”
I smirked, then stood and went about taking my clothes off.
The moment I revealed my cock, her eyes went wide, then she swallowed. I looked down at it and said, “Gotta call O. Make an appointment. I need to have Kimber tattooed on my cock.”
She gasped, “Grey.”
I winked as I stepped toward her and said, “The moment I get inside of you, it better be Michael you scream out. Grey is fine when I’m eating you.”
I bent at the waist, and then I wrapped my hands around her perfect ass cheeks and lifted her once again.
Automatically, her legs wrapped around my hips, and then she locked her eyes with mine, looked at my lips, which were coated in her juices, and then, hesitantly, she leaned her head forward and swiped her tongue over my bottom lip.
