dick sucked. If my shaft could get any harder, I didn’t know what would do it, but I was sure Farron had the answer to that.
Doing as she asked, I continued to probe her opening, lapping up juices as they poured onto my tongue and lips. I don’t know how much time passed by, but soon my dick was screaming at me for release. I was still dressed, and I needed to get naked, but Farron had to come first. The bittersweet pain of my hard-on was going to have to continue because her orgasm was much more important than mine.
Taking my tongue out, which was difficult because of the tight hold Farron’s inner muscles had on it, I replaced it with a finger, pushing it as deep as I could and found that sweet, spongy spot that I knew she would love me playing with. Using a constant rhythm, I kept pushing my finger in and out while I used my other hand to undo my jeans and push them off my hips. It was awkward, but I got my jeans off with a little wiggling and kicking of my legs. After my shower I didn’t bother putting on any boxers, wishful thinking or not, I was glad to have thought of foregoing them.
“Farron, I won’t make love to you until you come on my tongue,” I warned, getting back down on my belly and licking around her lips, while my finger continued to fuck her.
“My clit, lick it with long licks,” she begged, her desperate but demanding tone pulling a loud growl from my throat.
Doing what she wanted, I licked her clit with long strokes, flattening my tongue and adding pressure with each lick.
Farron’s thighs came up and hugged my shoulders, gripping me, holding me in place as if she was afraid I was going to stop.
“That … oh god Nixx … that is what I neeeeeeed.” Ending on a high-pitched wail, Farron flooded my mouth with her sweet cum, her body tensing but still writhing against my mouth. Lapping up as much of her release as I could, I took a minute to gain back some control, my breath coming out in pants. Kissing the inside of one thigh then the other, I got up on my knees, ripping my shirt off and tossing it to the floor.
“That was the most beautiful thing I have ever done,” I declared, settling myself back on Farron’s limp but sexy body. How she even thought that I wouldn’t find her sexy and fine was incomprehensible, such a ridiculous notion I was having trouble not giving her a spanking for even voicing it.
“Hmmmm, I had no idea,” Farron whispered breathily, her voice catching in her throat, and tears spilling from the corner of her eyes.
“They better be happy tears, baby.” Pushing my arms under hers, I cupped her head on either side, holding her so she couldn’t look away.
“They are euphoric tears, honey,” she assured me, “thank you so much for making a dream come true.” Her smile serene and satisfied.
Oh, she didn’t know what satisfied was yet.
“I have only begun, baby. Wrap your legs around my waist, hold me tight with your arms.” Farron didn’t hesitate to do what I asked, wrapping herself around me tightly.
The power Farron was giving me, trusting me to give her everything, was a gift I was not going to take for granted.
Farron lifted her head from the pillow and kissed me, her tongue licking at my lips, no doubt tasting herself there and judging by her excited moan, it didn’t bother her.
Good, because eating and tasting Farron was going to become a daily routine for the both of us.
“Show me everything Nixx, give me the world.”
“That and much more, baby.” The promise coming out promptly. “All you have to do is tell me and it’s yours.”
My heart already belonged to her, so giving her the world was not a problem.
FARRON
It happened!
It actually happened. I had oral sex, hell, I will just say it … Nixx ate my pussy, he even did the tongue swirl. Mack and Blake were right, it was a gift but not from the orgasm gods–from my cowboy god.
Crying was not the reaction I thought I would have, but for some reason, the overwhelming need to cry would not be denied, and once I start crying, that is the end of me.
Nixx hovered over me, his arms under my shoulders and his palms cupping my head. His blue eyes so close