breasts were an absolute vision. I couldn’t tear my half-lidded, appreciative gaze away from them––even if I had wanted to. I sank down to my knees before her.
Wrapping my arms around her waist, I rubbed the five-o’clock shadow on my jawline lightly against the tender flesh of her breasts. She tipped her head back and arched her back, urging me onward.
I angled my face, allowing my lips to explore her luscious tits. Her hands snaked through the hair at the nape of my neck as her breath heaved. Her nipples jutted out towards me demanding attention.
When I couldn’t resist any longer, I ran my tongue around one pink nipple, before blowing cool air onto her wet skin. Her nipple puckered into an irresistible nub. I sucked it into my mouth and she cried out my name, making me even more frantic for her.
My teeth lightly nipped her and she hissed in a breath. I paused my exploration, wondering if I was pushing her too far, too fast.
She stunned and thrilled me by yelling out, “Yes! More!”
She didn’t have to ask me twice, my mouth found her other nipple and explored it thoroughly. She was so responsive to my touch on her boobs. I couldn’t wait to see how she would react to having my mouth on her pussy.
Never wavering in my attention to her chest, I reached down to unfasten her jeans. Once I had them undone, I eased my palms down her hips, intending to remove her underwear and pants in one motion.
When my hands found nothing but hot, bare skin under her pants, I nearly came unglued. The mere idea of this woman being nude under her jeans all day today made my cock feel ready to explode.
The groan escaped from deep in my throat as I angled my hands around and lightly squeezed her bare ass. My mouth found its way down her flat belly as I slid her jeans down. Once I had them lowered, I held her hand as she gingerly stepped out of them and kicked them aside.
She stood before me, completely bare and unashamed. I’d never seen anything more glorious in my entire life. I tipped back on my heels to drink in the amazing sight of her. If she was in any way embarrassed by my open perusal, she gave no indication of it.
“You’re stunning,” I said honestly, wanting her to know without a doubt that I wholeheartedly approved of her naked body.
Her lips tipped up at my compliment. Unable to keep my hands off her for a second longer, I reached out and plunged a finger inside her slick folds as my thumb massaged her clit. She tossed her head back and let out a guttural moan as I used my hand to pleasure her.
“Get on the bed,” I ordered her. My voice sounded disconnected from the rest of me, but she must have understood my croaky words because she moved to do as I had instructed.
If she noticed that I was still fully clothed, it didn’t seem to bother her as she arranged herself on her back on the bed. I went to the top of the mattress to retrieve a pillow, which I gently placed under her head.
Once I had her situated to my liking, I sat down beside her and traced a fingertip down her center from the nape of her neck to her core. When I slid it along her seam, she bucked her hips up, spurring me on. Rather than focusing my attention where I instinctively knew she wanted it, I continued my exploration down her legs and spent a long, luxurious moment massaging the soles of her feet.
Her mewling, “Please,” was almost inaudible, but I heard it. Unwilling to deny her anything, I lifted her leg and pressed my lips to the top of her foot, then made my way up to her ankle, shin, and the back of her knee. When I dropped kisses and swiped my tongue along the inside of each of her thighs, they quivered under my touch.
“Oliver.” She panted out my name on a stuttered sigh, making me unable to tease her any longer. I used my thumbs to spread her wide open, then lowered my mouth to her.
Her moans of ecstasy as I loved her with my tongue could probably be heard all the way in town, but in that moment, neither of us cared. The uninhibited way she pumped up into my mouth as she fisted my hair