She’s getting there.
Soon enough, she’ll be gripping my hair.
Putting me where she wants me.
Her cries echo in my ears until her thighs wrap around my head. I push them back down and spread her open.
“Keep them open for me, gorgeous. I need to taste every drop of you.”
She throws her head back, stutteringfuck, but she does as she’s told. I kiss the back of her hand as she holds her thighs open for me, then I dive back in like the starved man I am.
I’ll never get enough of her. Any part of her.
Yeah, the sex is fucking mind-blowing, but so are our conversations, our teasing, our jokes, and our quiet moments.
Burying myself between her thighs just enhances all of that.
My power pours from me and I add pressure against her clit with the pad of my tongue. I tease her with hollow, agonizingly slow pumps of my fingers, grinning against her flesh as her pussy tries to suck me deeper.
Her breaths grow deep, ragged.
Her moans are long, drawn out.
The begs sluggishly falling from her lips have my dick swelling painfully in my pants. Fuck, to drag out her pleasure is just as delicious as racing to the finish and watching her dive headfirst off the cliff.
I change the speed of time and plunge two fingers in her at once. Her orgasm erupts all over my mouth and hand.
I don’t waste a drop.
My fingers curl once more before I pull them free from her and a hum from the back of my throat vibrates against her, pulling another cry from her lips.
Her trembling legs slam closed as I sit up, but I chuckle, nudging them back open with my hips as I slide my pants down.
“Done already?”
If she is, that’s okay. With her taste lingering in my mouth and the sight of her spread out underneath me, I can make myself come in just a couple pumps.
Her dilated eyes widen as she watches me drag my hand up and down my dick.
“No. Fuck no. But don’t tease me, Kyzen. I need you.”
Fuck me.
Say less, little goddess.
I line myself up and slam deep inside of her. My hands grip her hips to hold her in place as she cries out and wraps her legs around me.
My lids drift shut as I savor the way she clamps around me, begging for more.
“Fuck, you feel so good.”
A gasping moan escapes her. “Amick.”
My eyes fly open and narrow on her. “Wrong name, Thayla.”
She shakes her head, but she isn’t looking at me.
I peer over my shoulder and cuss as I snatch the blanket around me. “For fuck’s sake, Amick. What the hell do you think you’re doing?”
