I shake my head. “No, Scout. I’m not playing this game with you. If you don’t want?—”
She shoves her tongue into my mouth again and writhes her hips against mine. Her pussy douses my length until I don’t think I can keep myself restrained any longer.
I pull back in between her tortured kisses. “Let me eat you first… Put you on my tongue.”
“No. I want… Just give it to me before I lose my nerve.”
“I’m not doing it if you’re nervous. No way.”
She reaches between us and slides her fingers down my length, letting her thumb dance over the crown of my cock. It’s raring to go and jumps with her touch. “Fuck!”
“You’re not doing it? Really?” She grips the base as I sit back, then lowers my dick toward her entrance. “Not…even going to try the tip?”
“You’re fucking naughty. Holy shit…” I grab my dick from her and run it up to her clit, letting my piercing hit her repeatedly.
She groans like she’s trying to hold back those insane sounds of pleasure she makes. The ones she let me hear the other day on the counter at Karina.
When I rub it over the right spot and lean in to kiss her again, she pulls me closer by digging her heels into my bare ass.
“I’m not going in… Not until you beg me to. I’ll just keep doing this.”
“I’m not begging.” But she’s half-moaning, breathless. Tits hitting my chest. Every brush of her hard nipples against my pecs sends a jolt of pleasure down my spine.
“No?” I swivel my hips up, my length parting her pussy until she soaks me.
“No… No…”
She’s grinding. Curling into me. Pulling me closer. Lips brushing mine as her eyes roll into the back of her head. “Please…”
I chuckle. “Please, what?”
Her eyes snap open, and I lose my breath. “Do it.”
“Do what, tulip? What is it you need from me?”
“Fuck me!”
On the next slide back of my hips, she follows, this time lining herself up with me. So on the surge forward? Yeah, I’m tipped in.
My neck snaps back as I take in the insane bliss of her heat.
She does the same, arching and writhing to take more of me. “You’re so thick!”
“You’re sotight.”
I try to focus, determination setting in to make this perfect for her. Easing my hips back, I take my time. She stiffens as I press forward until I hold. Waiting for her to relax and get used to me. Then, I delve deeper.
“Tell me to stop. Am I hurting you?”
“Don’t stop!” she practically yells, and I can’t help the smile that coats my lips.
Leaning on my elbows, I perch on either side of her head. Let my thumbs stroke her forehead, then dip down to capture another gentle kiss. My pace is steady. Slow. I let my tongue slide against her bottom lip until she shivers.
There’s a shift in her, and her body opens for me. Hands that were desperate now soothingly caress my back. Thighs part farther. And that’s when I bottom out with a grunt.
She sighs with ecstasy, eyes squeezing shut.
I massage the back of her neck with a squeeze. “Hey, Scout? Look at me, please.”
