I’m hoping that the scent of my pussy will make the decision for him. I close my eyes and continue to rub, moving back and forth against my hand, and just as my body starts to hum and I feel myself begin to lose control, I hear my name whispered faintly.
I freeze and with two fingers resting on my clit, I look down and see Dominic staring up at me. “Stassia, what the fuck?” he growls. He sounds angry but he makes no effort to move me from over his face. Instead, he closes his eyes and leans up slightly with his face no more than an inch from my pussy and inhales deeply.
“Have you come yet?” His pulse flickers in his neck and I can see his tongue dart out to wet his lips.
I shake my head to tell him I haven’t and without another word, he removes my fingers from inside of me. He stares at my hand for a second before they’re in his mouth, his tongue swirling around my coated fingers, and then his eyes find mine. “Put your hands on the headboard.”
“Why?”
“Because, Princess, you need leverage for when you ride my face.”
* * *
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
That’s the only word that runs through my head as I lap at Stassia’s wet cunt. I lick everything she has to offer, using my tongue to make love to her pretty clit. She’s so sensitive; every time it ghosts over it, she whines and grinds her pussy harder against my face.
Fuck. I wish I could see more. I wish I could see her pussy. See those beautiful brown eyes that can make me weak in the knees staring down at me between smooth legs.
Fuck this.
I pull back and she whimpers in protest. “I’m not stopping. I just want to see you. Hit the light,” I command and she obeys. My cock throbs at her eagerness to share her body with me especially when she peels off her top exposing that fucking nipple ring again.
I almost impaled her with my dick the second I saw it. A nipple ring and two tattoos. It’s like God made this girl with the sign that said “Insert Dominic Callahan’s dick here.”
Shame washes over me as the thought floats across my mind, but the feeling is instantly forgotten when she moves back to hover over me. “Wait. Do you want to sit on my face? Or lie on your back?”
“I…I have to choose?” Her face is innocent but I hear the implication loud and clear. Both.
“No. You don’t.” I smile up at her and she smiles back. A toothy perfect grin that I’ve only seen a handful of times and never directed at me. “You’re so gorgeous. I’ve always thought so.”
Her face falls slightly, and I wonder what’s caused this sharp change in her mood. “Because I look like my mother?”
Ah. Right. “No, because you look like you.”
I spread her lips, revealing pink slick flesh that makes my cock throb and arousal pools at the tip. I meet her hooded gaze as I take one slow lick through her folds. She convulses and I feel her legs shaking around me. “Daddy, I’m going to come,” she whispers and fuck if that doesn’t make the precum slide down my shaft.
I need these shorts off.
No! My mind screams. The second they’re off, you’ll fuck her.
So? My dick screams in response.
I move away from her clit to spear her opening, spreading her inner folds so I can go as deep as possible. I don’t go far enough to break her hymen, only enough to feel her. I pull her off my tongue. “Ride me, baby.”
She looks down at me curiously. “How…?”
“Use the headboard to bounce yourself up and down,” I tell her.
She bites her bottom lip innocently. “Like…how I’d ride your dick?”
So, fucking sweet. “Exactly like that.”
“I want that.”
I look back and forth between her gorgeous eyes to her perfect pussy and wonder how in the world I’d be able to deny her anything; the look in her eyes tells me she knows that. “Whatever you want.” I press my lips to her sweet cunt and continue to eat her like she’s my last meal. I grip her hips as she does what I ask, bouncing her deliciously pert ass up and down as she uses my tongue to get herself off. Her hands find my hair and she must be nearing her climax because she grips the strands hard.
“I think I’m going to come,” she