Never Give Up - Heidi Lis Page 0,47
lacy thong to shreds. Damn, my favorite pair.
Not wasting another minute, he throws it over his head. I’m fully exposed to him now. Smooth and glistening wet.
“Oh, baby, wet and beyond beautiful. Elsa, all shaved up. Wow, that’s perfection.” Leaning forward, he breathes in my essence.
Jesus, I’m holding my breath and I’m about to combust. I’m beyond ready, and aching to have him touch me. While holding onto his shoulders, I eagerly open my legs wider, granting him access to the place made just for him.
Parting my lower lips with his thumbs, he flattens his tongue against my aching clit. He does it all the while looking deeply into my eyes.
“Oh, my God!” Stretching to my tippy toes, I dig my nails into his shoulders. I’m so close to having an earth shattering orgasm. Each tremble brings with it a set of violent shivers, that start at the tip of my spine and end at tip of my toes. His tongue ignites a torch in my belly, blazing a path of fire throughout my body. Each swipe of his tongue brings on mewls that come from my soul. I begin shouting out his name and rolling my hips against his mouth at the same time. The more he laps, the wetter I seem to get, my juices are slowly dripping down my legs. My essence erupts into his mouth and he greedily consumes it. This erotic, most private exchange is like a drug, one I can’t help wanting more of.
Micah aggressively responds. He’s way more intense now holding me in a stronger hold, driving his tongue in and out of my core. He takes long, urgent licks in between driving thrusts and my hips rock, begging for more. Not wanting to lose his hold on me, his strong hands cup my ass, his fingers press into my skin to the point that they will no doubt leave marks.
My overly wet center is pressed against his wanting mouth and needy tongue. The slight bite of pain sends me into oblivion as his teeth pierce my enlarged clit. Stars shoot behind my clenched eyes, and I nearly collapse on top of him. But Micah doesn’t waver, he steadies me as his mouth devours all of my sweetness.
Barely able to open my eyes, I stumble, falling into his waiting arms. He stretches his fingers lacing them together. The evidence of my arousal glistens on his chin as his blue eyes twinkle. His hot smile is enough to set me on fire again. Not wanting to waste a minute, I lean forward open my mouth like I’m going to kiss him, but instead, I lick my way from his chin to his greedy lips.
My tongue relishes in the remnants of my pleasure. Turning me on even more. I take ownership of his lips. Nipping and licking, forcing my way on top of him, I’m now in his lap, pushing him back to the floor. His hands rest on my hips as I give him my version of a lap dance. Gyrating my hips in big circles, I grind down right on his erection that is no doubt dying to come out and play. I swivel my body like I have an imaginary stripper pole in front of me.
Soft moans escape his lips. “Elsa, baby.”
“Ssshhh.” I say, not wanting him to distract my concentration. I’m not sure how women do this for a living.
Slowly he goes to lower his zipper…smiling as he does and my eyes light up. Now we are getting somewhere. Pulling him up with me, we lower his zipper together. Pushing his hand away, I take over, wanting to strip him. I lower his jeans and draw out deep, lustful moans from his throat. Desire pools in the depth of his baby blues as they gaze over in pure ecstasy.
His growl is low and sexy. “Pretty girl, I’m not going to last if you keep toying with me. As much as I love your flirtatious side, I’m dying here. I need your body now, deep, and fucking hard. The second time around…we can take it slow and sweet.” A grimace of pain etches on his face when he cups his enlarged cock in his hand.
Lowering my gaze from his pained eyes to his hand, a whimper escapes my throat. “Let me take care of you,” I say cupping my hand over his. Easing his hold, he drops his hand, replacing it with mine. His jeans were first, but soon his boxers follow