crotch rubs against mine. The friction is fucking divine. I want inside her as soon as possible.
But first, she comes on my face.
My hands find her hips. No time to waste. It's been two weeks since I've tasted her. That's too fucking long.
I push her dress to her waist. Damn, those round hips, those lush thighs. There's no way I'll ever get enough of her body.
I pull her panties to her knees and off her feet. One hand on each thigh, I pin her knees to the bed.
Her back arches. Hell, she's shaking with desire.
"Drew," she groans.
Damn, that sound is the best music in the entire fucking world.
I drag my lips against her thigh. A tease to get her panting. Her hands go to the back of my head. Guiding me.
Her hands have no patience. My lips don't have much either. But I'm not about to rush this.
I kiss my way up the inside of her thigh and over the deep scars. I'm close enough to inhale her scent. Fuck, she smells good.
I nip at the skin of her inner thigh.
She groans. Her thighs strain against my hands, a plea I move closer.
One more time. I find the apex of her thigh, and I nip at her soft skin.
Her hands go to the sheets. She claws at them.
Now.
I run my tongue over her outer lips. She sighs with pleasure. Certain she's getting what she wants, she relaxes. Her back softens. Her thighs stop fighting my hands.
She plays with my hair.
I lick her up and down. Harder. Softer. Faster. Slower. Once I'm certain I've tasted every inch, I plunge my tongue inside her.
She groans. Her hand goes to the back of my head, holding it against her.
Fuck, I love watching the pleasure spread over her body, the way she shakes and groans and gets demanding.
Her groans get deeper. She's close. I lick her until I can't take her agony anymore then I suck on her clit.
"Fuck, Drew." She tugs at my hair, bucking her hips against me.
I suck harder. Harder. Until she cries out with a mix of pain and pleasure.
"Don't stop," she breathes.
Like hell. I slide a finger inside her. Then two. Her groans get louder. Her breath hitches.
I move my fingers in time with my mouth. Within moments, she's writhing as she comes on my face. Her moans fill the room. She screams my name again and again.
When she's done, her thighs go slack. She looks spent, but I need to see her come again.
Two more times, preferably.
I look up at her. Those big brown eyes are heavy with desire. She's floating on a cloud of it. No stress, no heaviness, nothing in her life but pleasure.
Perfect.
I let go of all the other ways I need to take care of her. I let go of every need except her coming again.
We can get to me after that.
I give her a moment to catch her breath then I plant my face between her legs. Her thighs press against the sides of my head.
This time, I start slowly. I lick her up and down.
When she's groaning and panting, I focus on her clit and I move faster. Harder.
Within moments, she's coming again. She tugs at my hair. Her heel digs into my back as she groans my name.
This time, she doesn't collapse. She pushes herself up and moves next to me. Her eyes fill with intention.
She plants her palms against my shoulders and pushes me onto the bed. Her lips brush against my chest. My stomach.
My cock twitches. My eyelids press together as she kisses her way down my torso.
Her lips brush against my cock.
Fuck.
I shudder as she flicks her tongue against me. She teases. Fuck, how she teases.
Her hair is still tied behind her head. My hands slide to her shoulders and squeeze tightly as she takes me deeper.
Her mouth is soft, wet. And her tongue. Fuck, her tongue-
Pleasure grabs hold of me. Usually, I can last as long as she needs me to. But she's too fucking good at this.
It only takes a few moments for me to get there. I dig my fingers into her skin. My hips shift of their own accord.
Fuck.
"I'm gonna come," I breathe.
She looks up at me, her big, brown eyes filled with hunger.
She sucks harder, takes me deeper.
I let go of everything else. My hand stays on the back of her head, guiding her. My eyelids press together.
It's not just her body that's mine.
It's mine that's hers.
I'm entirely at her mercy.
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