Wanted Angel - Sadie Moss Page 0,41

I pull my own clothes off in a rush before finishing up with hers, and when I’ve got us both naked, I roll over and lie back on the bed.

She makes a move to climb on top of me, and as much as I fuckin’ love her aggression, there’s somethin’ else I want right now.

“Uh uh, sweetheart. Turn around.” I slap her ass lightly, making her yelp. I can smell the burst of arousal that follows, and I grin into the darkness. She liked that.

“Turn around?” she pants, and the note of confusion in her voice makes my balls tighten. I don’t think she’s ever done this before, and I can’t fuckin’ wait to be her first.

“Sit on my face,” I clarify, loving the way she draws in a sharp breath at my words. “Sit on my face and then put your mouth on my cock.”

“Oh. Oh!”

Her words are a breathy whisper, and a second later, she scrambles to comply. She mutters under her breath as she clambers awkwardly into position, and I help her, loving every fuckin’ minute of this.

She might be new to this, but she’s enthusiastic as fuck, and I plan to make sure she loves this.

When she’s settled over my face with her knees on either side of my head, I grip her thighs, holding them wide open as I run my tongue up the length of her slit. She’s soaked already, and she tastes so damn sweet I can’t resist licking her again, and again.

She moans, and her upper body drapes over mine. I keep licking and suckling at her folds, teasing her clit with my tongue as she wraps her small fist around the base of my shaft, holding me in position. When her lips wrap around my cock head, I just about blow inside her mouth.

It’s too fucking good. The taste of her alone is enough to have me on edge, but as she begins to tentatively bob her head, I grunt against her pussy, driving my tongue inside her.

She makes a strangled noise in her throat, falling out of rhythm as she pants around my cock. I can tell she’s having a hard time focusing, and I make it my goal to distract her as much as possible.

My tongue lashes back and forth over her clit in harsh strokes, and she cries out. The vibrations of the sound travel down my dick all the way to my balls, and I thrust up into her mouth before I can stop myself. Her hand tightens on my thigh, her fingernails digging into my skin as her other hand grips my cock harder.

Fuck, I’m not gonna last long.

But she’s gonna come on my face before a single drop of my cum hits her tongue.

I yank her body down against mine, lapping at her like my life fuckin’ depends on it. She’s shaking on top of me, groaning around my cock, and I think that’s my new favorite sound in the world.

“You want more, angel?” I mutter against her heated flesh, my lips wet from her arousal. “Can you take more?”

I’m not even sure she can hear me with my face buried between her legs like this. But whether she hears me or not, she shows me exactly what she needs, rolling her hips and grinding against me as she rides my face.

My cock is hard as steel. It’s obvious she hasn’t had a lot of practice, but it doesn’t fuckin’ matter. Her lips wrapped around me are pure perfection. My body goes tense as I hold myself back from fucking her face, not wanting to hurt her or scare her.

It takes every scrap of my willpower to keep my baser animal instincts in check, and I take it all out on her pussy instead, licking and sucking and nipping at her clit until she’s writhing on top of me.

But I still want more. I want every fuckin’ thing she has to give.

Shifting my grip on her, I release one of her thighs and bring my hand up to her ass instead, squeezing one of the perfect, round cheeks before slipping my hand between them. When I press against the tightness of her back hole, I feel her whole body react, and her cream wets my tongue as she lets out a ragged moan.

Shit. Fuckin’ hell. I want to hear that again.

My finger slips farther inside, and she arches her back a little, urging me on.

“Yes. That’s it, angel. Come for me. Come. Right now.”

I thrust