She tensed, eyes wide as she stared at me. “Holy shit.”
“I’m serious.” I grinned and wiggled my eyebrows at her. “I read your body when I licked you, baby. You were turned on. And my guess is you were overheated and overwhelmed, and you didn’t get the release only I could give you.” I kissed her chest, letting my hand creep up under the shirt to tease her nipple. God, her tits were fucking perfect. “You were squirming under me, so hot, so ready. So that’s my deal. Let me give you what you need, and if I can’t in ten minutes, you get to pick out the tattoo for me that I refused to get in college.”
Her breathing picked up. Her pulse raced at the base of her neck, and I bent down to trace it with my tongue. “And you can pick how I try. It can be anything, Em. Your hands, my hands, a toy, or my mouth.”
She gasped, her grip tightening around my shirt.
“Mm, I love that sound.” I kissed her neck again, up to her ear. “I really want you to say my mouth, honey. Let me taste you.”
“There’s n-no way it’ll work.”
“That’s for me to figure out. Now, do we have a deal?”
Please say yes, please say yes.
She chewed her lip, before she nodded. “But wait!”
“Yeah?”
“If I say stop?—”
“Baby, if you tell me to stop at any point, I’ll stop. No matter what, okay? That’s a fucking promise.”
She exhaled, then stared at me with those large beautiful blue eyes. “It’s been so long. I haven’t gotten waxed?—”
“I don’t know how to tell you this without scaring you, but I don’t fucking care. I want your pussy in my mouth, dripping all over my face. I want to give you the best orgasm of your life, honey, and I don’t give a flying shit if you’re not waxed.”
“Good god, Noah.” She laughed, swallowing hard again. “You sound deranged.”
“I am. For you. Always for you.” I gripped the sides of her leggings, begging her with my eyes. “What’s the option?”
“I’m so nervous. Damn it.”
“I’ll take care of you.” My fingers twitched. I needed a yes. “So, mouth?”
Finally, after ten years, she said it. “Yes, Noah.”
“Start the timer, baby.”
Then I got to work. I tugged her leggings down, exposing her pink mesh panties, and I fucking whimpered. The apex of her thighs, the smooth skin, the cluster of two moles right near her inner thigh. I inhaled her musky scent, my cock hardening to the point of pain as I shoved my face against her. “Holy shit,” I moaned into the fabric, all common sense leaving my brain.
I had a one-track mind, and I refused to lose. I yanked her thighs closer to me, spreading her wide as I moved the fabric to the side and stared at her wet, glistening pussy. “Is this for me, Em? Are you this wet for me, baby?”
“Y-yes,” she moaned, attempting to close her legs.
“Uh-uh,” I tsked, pushing her legs apart. “I’m in charge for ten minutes. You set a timer? I want you to watch it while I lick you to orgasm.”
Her legs twitched as I teased her inner thighs. I licked and nipped, then made my way to her clit. She was so fucking wet that I wanted to drown and die right here. This was my Em. My best friend. The girl I loved in secret for years, and she was mine right now. I bent lower and sucked her clit into my mouth, moaning and whimpering like the fool I was as she screamed on my bed. “That’s right, honey.”
She tasted so fucking good. This pussy was meant to be worshipped, cherished. And she thought she wasn’t sexual. She’d worried about what those weak-ass men said to her? Unacceptable. I channeled my rage at them into pleasuring her. I flicked and sucked, teased and nibbled her clit over and over. Ithrust my tongue into her, moving my hands to her ass as I moaned loud into her.
“Oh my god, Noah. Noah,Noah.”
“Mm,” I replied, continuing my unrelenting pace. She was close. Sweat covered her legs, and her breathing grew heavier, needier. Her hands fisted on the bed, her muscles contracting around my head as I pulled back and blew on her. “How much time has it been?”
“Wh-what? Why are you stopping?”
“If I get ten minutes with my head between your thighs, I want my full ten minutes.” I kissed her inner thigh again. “How much time?”
