Page 128 of Robbin’ the Rich

“I didn’t say you could touch yourself yet.”

Oh, fuck! She was so hot when she got like this.

“Crawl to me.”

“What?” I asked, my mouth gaping. This was new but fuck I was here for it.

“I said crawl to me.”

I dropped to my knees and crawled to her. This could have felt degrading, but I was on fire. I would have crawled to her across hot coals to prove myself.

She sat on the bed and spread her legs. Her pussy was right there. It glistened and I was just about to lick it when her own hand parted her folds and rubbed her clit. Her fingers circled her, and I yearned to replace those fingers with my tongue.

I looked up into her eyes, waiting for permission.

“You’ve been a bad boy.”

I licked my lips, looking up at her.

“But you’re also a very good boy. Do you want to make it up to me?”

I was going to die. Holy fuck, this was better than anything I could imagine.

“Yes, I want to make it up to you anyway you want,” I damn near whimpered.

“Touch me.”

I pushed her legs wide and devoured her with my mouth. I was licking and sucking like it was my first meal in days. I had been famished from these weeks apart and I needed her. I need to taste her, to make her fall apart.

Her hand speared into my hair pulling it. I thought she was going to pull me off, but she just held me there. I couldn’t help it. I had to stroke myself as I feasted.

“Fuck, Micah!”

I was just as close as she was. I fucked her with my tongue just a little before returning to her clit. I sucked it into my mouth as her body went rigid.

“Micah, fuck, I’m going to come.”

With one hand I was stroking myself, with the other I slipped one finger in, then two. Then I found her G spot and rubbed, and I sucked her clit into my mouth a bit harder than before. Her legs clamped around my head as she cried my name, and I was done.

We both lost ourselves to ecstasy at the same time.

I pressed a kiss to her inner thigh and rested my head there for just a moment.

Then I stood and got a tissue from her nightstand and cleaned off my own release from my hand.

She scooted up the bed again letting her legs fall open.

I’m not entirely sure what happened earlier tonight. But I’m fairly certain I must have died, because this is what heaven looks like. Robin on a bed spread out for me. This was more than I deserved, but I wasn’t going to waste a moment of it.

I crawled to her again. This time on the bed. I pressed a kiss to her lips. I cupped her face as I poured everything I had into her. I kissed her with all the love and passion I had. By the time I was kissing down her neck and sucking at her throat I was already hard again.

As I kissed her, I let my hands trace the curves of her powerful body. I was hopelessly gone for her.

My cock was nestled between her legs, but right now, I was more than happy to just kiss and caress her. The thought that I had lost her had been a weight around my neck since that cold parking lot on Thanksgiving. I would never lose her again. That was a vow I made in kisses.

Then she began to rock her hips, easing my cock closer to her center.

“Please Micah,” she panted.