After briefly retracting his first finger, he returns with another. I start moaning before he even gets them halfway in.
“Listen to you. This pussy needs to be filled, doesn’t it?”
I try to answer in the affirmative, but it’s just a high-pitched keening sound.
And he freaking loves it.
“That’s it.Yes, baby. That’s what I want. You sound so fucking sexy like that.” The water splashes around us when he picks up the pace, his hand thrusting faster and harder. “Want me to stretch you out so you’re ready for my cock? Can I fit another finger in this pussy?”
He doesn’t wait for my response this time, pushing a third finger inside me on his next stroke. My moans crescendo, the pitch spiking higher.
“You’re being so damn good for me. Letting me play with your body like this. You know I’m gonna take care of you, don’t you?” He kisses and licks my neck, continuing his relentless pleasure assault on me. “I can’t wait to hear how sweet you sound when your pussy flutters around my fingers.”
He keeps faint pressure with his hand on my mouth, and it’s comforting like I’m tethered to him. If it weren’t for that, I wouldn’t be sure I was still on earth. He’s got me soaring through the clouds.
Somehow, he launches me higher into the stratosphere when his thumb finds my clit, battering it with each downward pulse of his hand.
“Mmm,” I whimper into his palm, this time louder and more desperate.
Well, he wanted to hear me. Mission accomplished.
With his fingers pumping inside me and his thumb on my clit, I couldn’t hold back my cries if I tried.
His breathing picks up, making his voice even huskier. “Oh, you’re getting close, aren’t you, sweet girl? Listen to you. Crying and whining for me. Do you hear how sexy you sound? That’s all you. You’re fucking perfect.”
The sensations batter me from all sides. The heat of his chest against my back. The warmth of his breath against my neck. The slickness of his hand on my mouth. The splashing of the warm water. The way he’s expertly hurdling me toward my climax.
And those words. Those dirty, delicious, filthy, praise-filled words.
It’s too much and somehow not enough.
It’s perfection.
The sounds this man is pulling out of me would make a porn star blush.
“Damn. You sound like such a needy little thing. You want to come, don’t you? I bet you fucking need it as much as I need you.” He withdraws one finger, leaving two inside, and he cricks them just right to hit that special spot deep inside. “Let me have it, Lila. Whenever you’re ready, you can come for me.”
All it takes is an extra hint of pressure on my clit to unlock that coil of euphoria and make me explode. I try to scream his name, but for the first time, he firms up his grip on my mouth to truly cut off my ability to speak. It’s possessive and hot. He’s controlling meandmy pleasure. I love it so much.
His voice is grittier when he lauds me through my climax. “Such a good girl. You sound so beautiful when you come for me. I can’t wait to fuck you and hear it again and again for the rest of our lives.”
Lights flash, angels sing, and tremors rack my body. Reed keeps the pressure on my clit and taps my G-spot, prolonging the bliss until he’s rung out every last drop.
He pulls his fingers out at glacial speed, letting me feel how deep he was inside me. I give him one last muffled whimper.
Gingerly, he releases my mouth. My jaw drops, and I gasp for air as I come down from my high.
“Oh, my god. That was...” My lungs deflate, stealing my words and leaving me panting. “That was something. I should shut up more often.”
“Catch your breath, cookie. I’m not done with you yet.”
FORTY-FIVE
Riding the waves
REED
Lila’s sultrywhimpers have left me ravenous. I want to taste every last inch of this woman. She’s a fucking delicacy fit for a king.
