“Fuck,” I mumble, her lips connecting with my skin. She’s nibbling and sucking, probably leaving behind hickies. I’ll have to ask her to hide them before work tomorrow. She’s always had a thing about marking me up.
Cari leans back, pulling on the bottom of her t-shirt and over her head, tossing it to the side. Her breasts spring free and I internally groan. God, her breasts alone make me so fucking hot for her. She presses her body against me, going back to kissing my neck. I grip her long, blonde hair and tug it back so she looks at me. Her sticky pink glossed lips pout as I look into her blue eyes.
“Let me lie down, then I want you on my face. It’s been too long since you’ve sat on your throne,” I command.
“Really?” She bites her bottom lip, looking at me excitedly.
“Fuck, please.” I nod.
“But how is this letting me pay you back?” She raises an eyebrow.
“Because I get to see my sexy girlfriend ride my face, and taste my favorite meal. I’m definitely the one getting paid here.” I wink.
Cari jumps up, letting me lie back on the couch. I toss aside the extra pillows, and Cari walks over to the arm of the couch before straddling my head. She positions her pussy over my mouth, and I groan seeing it up close again. It really is so fucking sexy. Her pink lips glistening with desire, her clit swollen and begging to be touched. Cari grips the couch before I grab her thighs and pull her pussy down to my face. She moans as I start licking her pussy and teasing her clit with my tongue.
I look up, watching her body bounce on top of me. Cari is rocking her hips back and forth, my flattened tongue gliding up and down her folds. She’s so wet, this could be a waterfall. She moans as she grabs her breasts and starts playing with her nipples, tugging and pulling while grabbing the rest of them. Her belly bounces with her boobs, her eyes are closed with pleasure as I lick her.
Her body looks so fucking good rocking back and forth. I don’t know how anyone could not like being with women like this. Because if I could spend every day like this, I would. Just seeing her full of pleasure and her body so intimately. God, she is so fucking beautiful. I know she knows it, but I would have to tell her later. I’m not going to stop now, that’s something that could wait.
“Yes! Oh, Honey, I’m melting for you,” she whimpers above me in little cries.
“Mmm,” I hum into her clit, causing a vibration through her pussy.
“Honey, please,” she begs.
I look up, watching her desperately chasing her orgasm. As much as I want to tease her, I decide to help. I suck on her clit, flicking my tongue over and over the sensitive bud. She starts moaning. Some of it is my name, some of it is inaudible. I don’t want to ever stop; hearing her is like music to my ears. God, how can she be so fucking sexy? I press my thighs together, hoping to alleviate some of my desire, too. She gets me so fucking wet it’s crazy.
“Oh, Max!” Cari cries, and her pussy convulses. I don’t let up, sucking her clit and feeling it drip her sweetness over my lips.
“Oh my God,” Cari says breathlessly, sliding off my face and standing up. “We need to go to the bedroom because I’m so wet it’s going to ruin the couch,” she says looking down at me.
I don’t respond, jumping up and taking her hand, following her to the bedroom. I strip down to nothing and Cari comes up behind me, pushing me against the bedroom door.
“I wish I had a mirror here for us because I want to be able to see us fuck in every position,” Cari says, leaning in, kissing my neck.
She sucks on it lightly and wraps her hand around my throat. Pushing on the right spots to drive me absolutely wild for her. Fuck. I’m not going to get through this. I’m like a teenage boy when it comes to her. I couldn’t hold off if I wanted to.
Cari slides her hand down my chest, only stopping to flick my nipple piercings before stopping at my pussy. She runs two fingers through my slick folds and groans. I grip the side of her arm to keep my balance, and she smirks. Holding eye contact with me, her hand on my throat, the other starts sliding inside me.
“Mmm, Honey, you’re so wet for me. You like watching me ride your face?” Cari asks in a low, sultry voice.
“Fuck, yes,” I mutter.
“I can tell how much.” She slides a second finger inside, pumping it in and out of me.
I grip her arm tighter, my legs starting to feel weak. Clearly, I’ll have to start going to the gym again if I am going to keep up with her sexually. She smirks as she squeezes my throat a little harder, and my vision starts to go fuzzy.
“Don’t fucking stop,” I beg as she moves her hand.
Her thumb brushes my clit, and I’m screaming a string of curse words while she watches me come. When I’m finished, I let go of her arm and she slides her fingers out of me carefully. She pulls them up to her lips, shiny with my wetness, and slips them into her mouth one at a time. She moans loudly, humming as she sucks each one clean.
“God, you taste so fucking good,” she says.
It might very well be the post orgasm brain, but I think I love her. I don’t want to say it and ruin this very sexy moment, but I know I am falling in love with her. Cari lets me be myself, even at my worst version she still cared for me. And I know I am going to do everything I possibly can to keep her.
“Come on, I’ll get you some water.” She leads me to her bed to sit and brings me a cup of water. I sip it gingerly and hand it back.
We both slide back into the bed, and she pulls me into her arms.
