Page 9 of Tiger on the Prowl

Jay licked over her warm cleft, gathering her juices on his tongue, and saw how Olivia’s head dropped back on the pillow.

“Hmm, you taste delicious. Had I known, I wouldn’t have ordered dessert.”

Olivia let out a gasp. “You’re unreal.”

“Trust me, I’m real.” He sank his lips onto her pussy, and began to lick her in earnest, while he slid his palms underneath her ass to tilt her up, so he could feast on her. He’d always loved eating pussy, but in the last few years, he hadn’t met a woman he wanted to perform this intimate act on.

Beneath him, Olivia moaned, both hands now clutching the duvet, her hips moving, her sex releasing more juices. He used one hand to gain better access to her clit. The tiny organ was swollen. He licked over it gently at first, then with more pressure. Olivia let out a startled cry.

“Like that?” he asked.

“Oh yes, Jay, please, do it again.”

He repeated the action, eliciting another moan from her. She rubbed herself against his tongue, her hips now moving in a faster tempo. He adjusted his rhythm and speed to hers and licked her center of pleasure, drawing tiny circles around the organ, while he ran one finger along her slit. On her next moan, he thrust his finger into her channel. His lips around her clit, he pressed them together tightly. Beneath him, Olivia shuddered. He felt her climax physically as her interior muscles spasmed around his finger multiple times, until the waves ebbed. When she stilled, he pulled his finger from her and released her clit.

Slowly, he moved up her body and pulled her into his arms. “See? You do climax during sex.”

“Because of what you did. Can I do the same to you?”

She slid her hand to his boxer briefs and laid her palm over the bulge there.

Jay put his hand on hers. “I didn’t do this so you’d reciprocate with a blow job. I did this because I wanted to lick your pussy and make you come.”

“What if I want to suck your cock? Would you say no?”