After a minute, he pulls back and slips his finger into his mouth. “I need to get you ready for my cock.”
He slides his thick finger inside of me, and I groan. My eyes roll back, savoring the feeling of having him inside of me.
“Can you take another, babe?” His rough voice is soft and gentle.
I nod, staring up at the ceiling, my vision blurry. “Yes. I want more.”
He slides another finger in, and I cry out.
“You sure that’s not too much?” he asks.
“No, it’s so good. Can you use your mouth again? Please.”
He glides his tongue over me, and my body convulses. Being filled up with his fingers while he licks my clit has me on the verge of passing out.
I’m whimpering and moaning and crying out his name.
“Let it build for a bit, babe. Promise it’ll be good.”
His tone is so sweet and coaxing. My eyes roll back.
It feels like my entire body is engulfed in flames of pleasure.
He rubs his fingers against my front wall, and something inside of me catches fire. That ache deepens and multiplies. My thoughts scatter.Whoa.I can’t focus on anything other than howgoodthis feels.
I can feel my orgasm hovering over the horizon.
“Holy shit,” I rasp through a broken breath.
Below me, Blake lets out a rough chuckle.
“Damn. I didn’t know my good girl could sound so dirty.”
I smile, but a second later it fades away when I moan. Louder this time. I can’t help it. I’m falling apart, totally at the mercy of Blake’s mouth and tongue and fingers.
He licks my clit once more before sucking on it gently. And just like that, I plummet over the edge.
All the nerves in my body fire off at the same time. My brain feels like it’s melting.
My hips arch off the bed, but Blake holds me down with his massive hand, softly sucking and teasing my clit.
“There you go, babe,” he says in that low, rough, coaxing tone that makes me giddy and warm all over. “Look at my girlfriend coming hard like the naughty girl that she is.”
His words of praise have me floating. Pleasure swoops through me, taking every thought and instinct along with it. I don’t know how to do anything other than tremble and moan and whimper and say Blake’s name over and over.
He dots my inner thighs with soft kisses as he slowly pulls his fingers out of me.
“You did so good, babe.” He leans up and kisses my tummy. “You’re so sexy when you come.”
His big hands stroke the sides of my body softly. He peers up at me, his eyes dark and hazy. “Okay?”
I nod. He kisses my hip. I close my eyes, moaning softly at the softness of his mouth. How he can be so sweet and filthy at the same time.
I shift so I’m lying on my side. When he kisses the small of my back, goosebumps race across my skin, and I shiver.
He kisses my ass cheek, and I gasp.
“Is this okay?” he asks.
