With a hungry growl, I lower myself between her thighs and pull her onto my face.
Squealing, she falls back against the glass top, tugging on my hair. Thighs wrapping around my head until I can’t hear a thing but the pounding of my wanton pulse inside my skull.
My lips clamp down on her clit as she writhes against my face. Hands gripping the soft globes of her ass, I pull her even closer, then reach for my cock. In rhythm with the flicks of my tongue, I languidly stroke myself. Eyes squeezed shut, dragging it out.
She tastes exactly as I thought she would.Better.
It’s not even soap or the scent of her clothes or perfume. No. Beneath all of that, Scout is intoxicating.
Squeezing the end of my cock so I don’t explode too fast,I use my free hand and delve one finger inside her. She grips my forearm, and I still.
“Too much?” I ask, breathless and reckless, my mind almost blown with bliss. She’s suffocating me with her thighs, but who needs to breathe at a time like this?
“No. You’re just… Everything is sobig.”
I chuckle and ease my finger out, then shove it back in while jerking myself in time. She yelps, her gaze crashing into mine. I grin against her, add a second finger, loosening a cry from her lungs.
“I can’t… I can’t orgasm. Not here… Not like this.”
My eyebrow pinch. “Huh?” I mumble into her pussy, licking up everything she’s giving me.
“It’s just—the atmosphere. My brain. It won’t stop.”
Her thoughts are racing. I canseethem across her face. But her body is responding, focused on one goal. And I’m about to make it happen.
“Yes, you can.”
Scout not getting off? No. Not happening.
It was my new mission in life. If she thinks shecan’tfinish with my tongue on her clit and my fingers inside her? She’s wrong. And I need to introduce her to a new world. No matter how long this takes.
Adding in some sucks with the flicks, some humming action and hooking my fingers inside her, I findthespot. One that bends her feet as her groan deepens and bows her back like a cat.
“Oh, yes!”
“That’s my girl…right there.” I don’t ease up. “Be good and come for me. All over my face.”
She grips my neck and, as if she can’t take the height ofher ecstasy anymore, grinds her pussy on my chin, my nose… Everywhere. I hold firm.
An angelic sound slips from between her lips. Just like it did that night in the chair at the tattoo shop.
It’s impossible to hold back. Pleasure rips through me—sharp, messy, unavoidable—spilling into my fist as my whole body locks around it.
Scout drops onto her back, breaths tearing out of her as she stares, dazed, at the tiled ceiling above. Pride beams within my chest.
I fucking did that.
“Thought you couldn’t,” I say, holding back a grin. As she gazes at me with half-lidded eyes, I lick my fingers, savoring her wetness coating every one.
“I didn’t think I could.”
When she sits up, I lean in and place an arm on either side of her. Our noses touch. “That’s the last time you’ll say that when I’m around.”
She grows unusually quiet.
A minute passes as our eyes search one another. This will be mywife. My lifelong partner. And I’ve just shown her a piece of me I never even wanted to share with anyone else. For fear they’d make fun of me. Or dismiss it. They’d say I couldn’t do this. Orshouldn’t.
But she let me taste her for the first time here. In my dream place.
