Delinquents Turned Fugitives - Ann Denton Page 0,120
Watch.”
He kissed the back of my neck, then along my spine, and his hands hooked onto the hem of my panties. He slowly slid them down my legs, helping me step out. And then Zavier knelt behind me and started to kiss down the curve of my ass.
That made me nervous for some reason. Ass play was … it was a tangential thing for me. Not a main precursor. Definitely not a main event. An uncomfortable giggle erupted from my throat. “Z, stop kissing my ass,” I tried to use humor to dissuade him.
He only paused in his kisses and growled, “Watch.” Then he pulled apart my ass cheeks and kissed the very top of my crack.
I was about to step forward, away, but suddenly, there was a streak of peach color in the mirror and Z was no longer behind me. Instead, he knelt in front of my pussy, his hot breath warming it even as the wind caused by his movement finally caught up with me and chilled my nipples. Z’s hands clamped down on my hips as he leaned forward and lapped at my slit, his tongue hot and pointed against my folds.
I closed my eyes and relaxed. That was more like it. I let my eyes drift to his perfectly sculpted ass in the mirror, wanting to bite it.
Another streak raced across the mirror and Z’s teeth bit down on my ass cheek.
Streak.
He was back in front of me, using his fingers to pull my pussy lips apart so his mouth could kiss my clit. His talented tongue worked in circles until my legs started to tremble.
Streak.
Z spit on his left pointer finger and circled my back hole as his tongue licked up my ass cheek.
Streak.
His teeth tugged on my nipple as he used the fingers from his right hand to plunge inside of me. I started to moan.
Streak.
He kissed my ass while his right hand reached between my legs and stroked my clit. His left hand slowly breached my back opening.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!
I panted, wanting to dig my hands into his hair and keep him put—but at the same time, loving this. The streaking continued until it felt like three people were sucking on me and playing with me at once.
I could hardly keep my eyes open because the sensations were so intense. I couldn’t even see Z. He’d become nothing but a constant blur, and I had no idea how he was doing this, but I had absolutely zero will to figure it out.
The sensations built inside me like storm systems colliding, until I was such a trembling mass of need that I cried out, “Zavier!”
That’s when Z stopped streaking and plunged inside of me from behind. His dick entered me in a single stroke as his right hand reached around and thrummed my clit.
I came harder than I’d ever come in my life. My eyes couldn’t stay open as the sensation whipped through me with the force of a hurricane. I could feel myself clenching around Z’s cock and he moaned at the sensation.
His hand came up on my back and he bent me forward until my hands braced against the floor and my breasts dangled. We both watched in the mirror as he slid back, his thick dick soaking wet from me, gleaming in my magical lights. When Z pressed back inside, we both stared at how my breasts swayed. Then Zavier went faster. And faster. So fast that he became a blur behind me and it felt like a vibrator was pounding into me. It took only another minute before I came again, screaming mindlessly at the intensity, shadows and light shooting from my palms at random. The light beams hit the mirror in front of me and rebounded, hitting the mirror behind me, and to the side, bouncing from one mirror to the next until we were caught in a beautiful web of white light.
Zavier came seconds later, pouring himself into me as he moaned my name.
We collapsed on the blanket, cuddling and staring up at the light rays that bounced back and forth overhead.
“They aren’t fading,” Z noted.
I shook my head gently as I nestled into the crook of his arm. “No. Mirrors create light traps. The light can get stuck bouncing from one mirror to the next.”
“That’s awesome.”
“You’re awesome.”
“I’m gonna need a recording of you saying that for my ringtone. Once Preschool actually lets us have a phone again, that is.”