“How we feeling, Trouble?” I ask.
“So fucking good,” she moans as I kiss my way down her collar bone.
I let go of her hands, but she keeps them up, making me smile. I trail mine down the side of her body, her legs already spread to accommodate me, but I grip them and spread them more.
She arches up into me, and I barely keep control of myself.
“Will, you gotta let me work here, or this will be over far too soon. I need to see you completely wrung out for me, dripping and begging me to stop.”
“I don’t know. I’ve got a lot of pent-up tension.” I look up when I hear the sassiness in her voice.
Arching my eyebrow at her challenge, her smile grows larger.
“Begging for trouble as usual, I see. Okay, if torture is what you’re wanting, I’ll make that happen for you.” I may be two seconds away from coming at any given time, but she just issued a challenge I’m damn sure going to rise to.
I grip her ass in my hands hard before sliding down her body. Her clit is pink and needy even after her last orgasm. My mind is going a million miles a minute, filled with too many ideas and no clue where to start.
Until it snags on one thing.Edging.We’ve done it before but never after having to abstain for a week.
A devilish smirk fills my face, and I can’t help the chuckle that erupts from my chest. Her head lifts up to look at me, and I see a twinge of suspicion in her eyes.
“Be nice,” she says.
“Nope.” I pop the P before licking a line from her ass up to her clit.
“Holy fuck, James,” she moans, and it only spurs me on.
Focusing on her clit, I swirl my tongue along the outside, not hitting the spot she really wants me to. Barely gliding my tongue over it once every few circles. When she growls in frustration, I pull it into my lips and suck hard, releasing it just before she goes really wild. The fun thing about Willow is that double stimulation gets her every single time. If I just continue to alternate and not give her both, she’ll probably kill me, but it’ll keep her on edge until I give her both.
It’s wicked mean but so damn fun.
“James fucking Oakley,” she growls, and I barely hold back my laughter.
“Patience,” I scold.
“I have had patience all fucking week! This is a cruel and unusual punishment, James. Cruel and unusual,” she mutters.
God, even in the middle of sex, her sense of humor kills me. She couldn’t be more perfect for me.
I slide a finger into her when she’s finished chastising me, and her hand goes into my hair. I don’t even freeze up; instead, I melt into her touch. The feeling of security is as much a turn-on as her pussy gripping my finger is.
I slide one more finger in, making her grip on my hair tighten, and I have to grind my dick into the edge of the bed to get some relief.Shit.I know I’m supposed to be edging her, but it sure as shit feels like I’m torturing myself too.
When I feel her start to pulse around me, I pull them out and scoot back enough to shove my hand around my cock. Her wetness on me makes my hand tighten around her thigh, knowing I’m probably going to leave bruises.
“Holy fuck, that’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”
Her whispered words bring my head up, and I stare at her as she watches me pump my cock with her on my fingers. I sit up a little further on my knees, so she has a better view, then move my other hand to her clit again.
Slow circles match the speed I pump into my hand. I can feel her straining; every muscle in her body is so tight, it’s likea rubber band waiting to snap. I feel damn close to that myself, but I won’t give in until she’s boneless.
Her moans are getting loud, and her head is thrashing back and forth against the bed, and I know she’s about to scream at me if I don’t let her come soon.
I squeeze the tip of my dick hard enough to stave off the too-close-for-comfort orgasm and turn my attention back to my woman.
Bending down, I sweep my tongue through her once again before replacing my finger on her clit. My fingers press into her, hooking up to hit the spot that will send her over the edge quickly, and to my complete surprise, she comes instantly. Wetness flows out of her so fast it puddles underneath her before I can lick it all up.
Smugness like I’ve never felt hits my chest, knowing I’m the man to do this to her. I’m the man shetruststo do this to her.
