With that permission, Beck’s hand finally slid higher, and when his thumb slipped inside my panties, I did nothing to stop him.Instead, I leaned back on the couch, the armrest propping me up, and I spread my legs just a bit wider, the invitation to explore my body loud and clear.
“Tell me what you like,” he said, his thumb sliding through my pussy lips like this was normal.“Tell me what your favorite thing is, baby.”
Being a Black woman, I had lots of curves, my chest being way more than a handful.So, one of the things that I enjoyed most was when a man played with my tits, and it was sexy as hell when one came all over them.There was just something tantalizing about all that milky white mess painted over my dark skin.In fact, I was a big fan of a man cumming on me wherever he wanted to.
So...
“I like it when a man plays with my tits,” I answered honestly.“I like it when he holds them, sucks them, pinches them, whatever.”Beck’s blue eyes flared with my confession, and it was easy to see that the good doctor wasn’t as reserved as he looked.“But I like it when a man comes on them the most.I like getting dirty, Dr.McKenna.”
Done with teasing me, Beck slid two fingers inside my wet pussy as he said, “Tell me that you want me to cum on you, Thandie.Tell me that it’smewho you want, so that there’s no confusion later.”
“Your fingers are already inside my pussy, Beck,” I pointed out.“I’m pretty sure that says it all.”
“Tell me,” he repeated, his voice deeper and grittier.
“I want you,” I obeyed.“It’s you that I want.”
“What else?”he demanded as his fingers began to work inside me, the slick sounds of my wetness drowning the scene in the other room.
“I want you to cum on me,” I practically panted as he slid a third finger inside me.
Leaning over me some more, he said, “Cum on my fingers, baby.Cum on my fingers, and then I’ll give you all the dick that you can handle.”
My hands shot out to latch onto his arm as he worked my pussy, his fingers dancing deliciously against that sweet spot that most men never bothered to look for.I was also soaking his hand, so I could only hope that they sanitized these rooms after each show.
“I’m here for more than just dick, Beck,” I reminded him.
“Oh, I haven’t forgotten,” he replied wolfishly.“You want to be tied up and rendered helpless as I explore every fucking inch of you.”
Sweet Jesus.
Moving my hips to help get me there faster, I clarified what I wanted from him.“You’re almost correct.”
“What am I missing, baby?”he asked as he shoved his fingers deeper inside me, pushing me to the edge.
“I want to be driven out of my mind, Beck,” I told him.“I don’t want to be able to think about anything but what you’re doing to my body.I want you to erase every stressful thought from my mind.”
“Jesus fuck,” he growled before his other hand snaked around the back of my neck, the man yanking me upward for a kiss that I felt to my toes.
After all these years, Beck McKenna was finally kissing me, and if that wasn’t enough, he had his fingers working me towards an orgasm that I desperately needed.I also wasn’t sure if I was going to be able to make it to the participation room.While I wanted to be tied up and experience something new, I wanted Beck inside me more than I wanted to explore something that could wait until next time.After all, it wasn’t like I couldn’t come back later if this did turn out to be a one-time thing.
“Cum for me, baby,” Beck ordered against my lips, “Cum on my hand, so that I can finally fuck that sweet cunt of yours.”
“Don’t stop...”I panted, almost there.
“Not until your body is trembling for me,” he vowed, and it wasn’t minutes later that my body was straining with the release of so much damn pent-up desire for this man.
“Beck...”I choked out as I came, my pussy contracting around his fingers, him forcing me to take them as I rode my orgasm out.“Oh, God...”
“Not God, baby,” he hissed lowly.“Me...it’smethat’s making you cum all over my hand.”
Yes...yes, it was.
