pulled her to me and kissed her again, hard, unsnapping her jeans at the same time. Once I had unzipped them, I thrust my hand inside, finding the paradise between her legs. I groaned. God, she was wet. Slick and wet and warm. My cock strained, still bound by my jeans and boxers. With my other hand, I led her palm to my bulge.
I broke the kiss and pushed her gently backward until her knees met the back of her bed, and she sat down. I removed her flip-flops, jeans, and panties—God, she was hot—in record time. I inhaled. Already I could smell her arousal, musky and sweet. She was shaved, her pussy bare—a delight for my gaze.
“Are you going to get undressed?” she asked.
I stood, torn. Part of me wanted to be naked as she was, our skin melting together. The other part wanted to remain clothed, remain in control, do whatever I wanted to her and enjoy the feeling of my cock straining against rough fabric before I let it loose to plunge into her.
Control was overrated. I trailed my lips to her ear and nibbled on the edge. “Unbuckle me, honey. Please.”
Again, she followed my command, removing my belt and then unfastening my jeans. She pushed them over my hips and exposed my black boxer briefs, my hardness thrusting outward. I removed the rest of my clothes quickly. Her gaze followed my every move. She liked what she saw.
Good.
I quickly grabbed a condom out of my jeans and then threw them back on the floor. I stood before her, my cock fully at attention. She opened her legs, teasing me. I couldn’t stop my gaze from dropping to her beautiful pussy. Dark pink and glistening, it beckoned me. And I knew. Before I could go any further, I had to taste her.
I dropped to my knees, and again a battle warred inside me. Part of me wanted to just stare at her for a moment, take in the beauty of her private parts. The other part of me wanted to dive right in.
As much as I wanted to get those soft folds against my tongue, I took the moment. I looked. This would be the only time, so I gave my eyes the feast they desired.
Pure beauty. Pure shining, glorious beauty.
Once my eyes had enough, my mouth was more than ready. I slowly slid my tongue along her wet slit. She fell back on the bed, moaning. She tasted like heaven. Musk and apples and heaven. I pushed her thighs upward, positioning those gorgeous legs over my shoulders, something I had dreamed of many times.
Stop.
Strangers. Hadn’t dreamed of it. We were two strangers. We’d never met before.
I dived back into that luscious pussy, sucking and kissing.
“Yes, yes,” she sighed. “Feels so good. So good.”
I continued to ravish her. Couldn’t get enough. Everything about her pussy enticed me. The beauty, the taste, the way she ground against my mouth. The soft sighs coming from her throat, the mumbled words I didn’t hear yet understood.
I moved away for a moment, teasing her with nibbles on the inside of her thighs, which were coated with dew.
She was on the edge. She wanted to come, and damn, I wanted it too. I’d give her an explosive orgasm, and I wasn’t going to stop at just one. I wanted this strange and beautiful woman to come and come and then come some more—first all over my face and then all over my cock.
“Yes, please,” she moaned.
I gave her clit a hard suck, and then I thrust my long tongue as far as I could into her wet channel.
“God, yes!” Her pussy walls shuddered around me, coating me with her juice.
I reveled in her climax, sucking more honey out of her, and when her contractions began to subside, I pushed two fingers inside her.
“That’s right, baby. Come. I want to make you feel good. I want to make you feel nothing but good.”
I thrust some more, and she undulated her hips, grinding against my mouth.
“You like that? You like my fingers inside your hot pussy?”
I clamped my lips around her clit, and she flew into another orgasm and then another. When she finally came down from that one, she grabbed two fistfuls of the blanket covering her bed.
“You. Need you. Inside me.”
I hadn’t yet paid any attention to her beautiful breasts. I wanted to explore every inch of her body with my lips and my fingers, but I couldn’t deny her plea. I