“Are you sure? I don’t want to rush this. We can take our time if you want, baby.”
Reaching down, my hands fumble with the button and zipper of his pants, finally managing to free them after a few moments. “I’m sure that if you don’t help me get your dickout of these jeans, I’m going to take care of myself right in front of you.”
That’s all he needs to hear before he’s flipping us over, my back hitting the couch as he places himself between my legs, kissing a trail down my neck and chest. His hands grasp my sleeves, slowly pulling them down as he continues to suck and lick his way down my chest. It falls below my breasts, revealing the lace pink strapless bra I’m wearing. I can tell the moment his gaze catches on it because he stops his movements and pulls away to stare right at me.
“Do you like what you see?” I try to infuse as much confidence into my voice as I can, but there’s a slight shake to my tone.
His gaze catches mine and there’s a hungry look in his eyes even before he says anything. “I love everything about your body, and this lace is stunning against your skin.” He pulls away completely as his hands continue to pull the dress off my body, traveling down my stomach and legs, and I watch as my stomach pops out from the dress. I fight back the urge to wince at my body, knowing that he sees and loves all of me. It’s a hard mindset to unlearn, but with the way he worships and loves my body and curves, I know he sees me as beautiful, and I’m slowly starting to trust that maybe I truly am.
Once my dress is off, he sits back on his heels, looking appreciatively over my body. “You look fucking stunning right now, baby girl. Part of me can’t stop staring at you and part of me wants to rip this set off and make you scream my name.”
“You really like them?”
“I fucking love them on you. The pink looks so fucking good against your skin tone.” His hands travel up my legs slowly, causing goosebumps to form and shivers down myspine. When he reaches my pussy, his knuckles glide down, catching some of the wetness that’s soaked through the fabric.
“Someone’s already wet. Is this all for me?”
“Yes, it's only ever been for you Jake.” I plead, and he surges forward, his tongue taking a long lick from my ass all the way to my clit, gently nipping at it through the fabric. A loud moan escapes from my lips, my back arching as my pussy grinds into his tongue as he continues to lick me back and forth over the lace.
“You taste so fucking sweet, baby.” He starts to press kisses all along the fabric, inching up to my hips as he kisses and sucks at my hip bones. His hands come up to my breasts, his full hands grasping around them as much as they can. The feeling of his hands and mouth has my orgasm building faster and faster, and I know that I won’t last much longer.
“Jake, please.”
“Please what, baby girl?”
“I need your mouth on me.”
Without any further words, he makes his way up my stomach, leaving a trail of kisses along the way.
“Tonight is all about you. I’m going to take my time worshipping this gorgeous body in every way. I’m going to make you come over and over again until you can’t anymore. Would you like that?” I nod my head, lost to the lust that has overtaken my brain. I watch as he carefully unhooks my bra and tosses it behind him, taking my nipple into his mouth.
“Ugh, yes,” I moan, not caring how loud I am.
His teeth rake over my sensitive nipples, biting and sucking them into his mouth like they’re his favorite treat. I arch up into him, my pleasure surging as he continues. Mybreasts feel heavy and full, his mouth feels so incredible on me. He switches to my other breast, giving it the same treatment, and with one final bite I’m gushing into my panties, letting my orgasm take control of me.
He slows down his pace, peppering kisses along my breasts until he’s face to face with me, kissing me with everything he has. “This is just the start, baby. Tonight, you’re all mine.” His possessive tone sends goosebumps and shivers up my spine. He reaches under me and sits us up, flipping me over onto my stomach. My hands fall under me bracing on the arm rest of the couch.
“I could stare at your ass for days. It’s fucking perfect.” His hands glide over the round globes of my ass, kneading and playing with the flesh.
He reaches the top of my panties, pulling them down until they’re at my knees and lifting each of my legs until they’re over my feet and he’s tossing them over the couch. His hands return to my ass, stretching me fully open. He doesn’t say anything else, just continues to knead and play with me until he's pulling away. A second later, a sharp crack of his hand meets my right cheek, and I’m surging forward due to the force, moaning at the pain and pleasure in my body.
A throaty chuckle escapes his lips before he pulls back again, another sharp crack to my ass cheek that has me falling over the arm rest and moaning louder. “My dirty girl loves to be spanked and played with.” He pulls back once more, three more cracks following one right after the other.
A long, loud moan escapes me, my thoughts incoherent at the pleasure coursing through me.
He pulls my cheeks apart, burying his face inside my pussy, his tongue giving long and languid strokes to my core. I gasp at the pleasure, falling onto my arms as my chestheaves at the pleasure I’m feeling. He eats me out like I’m his favorite meal, licking and sucking at my pussy. His hands release me. I feel another smack to each cheek and the movement makes me grind my pussy into his face harder as he buries himself deeper.
My orgasm builds once again, and I let myself fall into the pleasure that only this man can create. His hand comes around my front, spreading me open as he uses his thumb to play with my clit, and that sensation, mixed with the feeling of his tongue dipping inside my entrance over and over has me gushing all over his face.
It lasts for a while, Jake continuing to lick every last drop, pulling more and more from me until my body feels like it can’t give any more. My body shudders as I let go, his arms wrapping around my front to hold me up. He licks me all over, catching every drop of my release before he removes his face and flips me back over, setting me down gently.
“You think you have one more in you, baby?” I’m spent and exhausted, but for him, I can keep going as long as he needs me to.
“Yes, sir.” He surges forward kissing me, and I can taste myself on him, the sweetness of my release mixed with the taste of him.
It’s euphoric and intoxicating.
I lick into his mouth, wanting to savor this moment. We kiss for a few more moments before he’s pulling back, standing up to take his pants off.
