appreciation. Shades of pink and rose and crimson, shiny and slick, smooth and soft. Yum.
“God,” she gasped, her hands landing in his hair. “You’re good at that too.”
“Damn right.” With a smug smile he dove back in, circling her clit with his tongue with torturous slowness. Her hips lifted to his mouth. He licked slowly up the center of her, again and again, and she made little begging sounds that went straight to his dick. Hard again, already.
He wasn’t done, though. Not even close. He lifted her legs so her feet were on his shoulders, then cupped her ass, bringing her to his hungry mouth. He licked lower, nipped at her ass cheeks. She gasped.
“Gonna turn you over, baby,” he said, rising to his knees. He lifted her easily and flipped her onto her stomach. She mewled a sound. He gripped her hips and elevated them, going down for more of her delectable taste, this time from the back. He paused for a few seconds to take in the view. Damn that was gorgeous, firm rounded cheeks and soft pussy lips plumped up between her thighs. He opened his mouth on her ass, nipped with his teeth, soothed with his tongue. His fingers now played in the wet folds, rubbing through them, his long middle finger slipping inside her tight sheath. His thumb brushed over her anus and she shuddered.
“So sweet,” he murmured. “You taste good, Sloane. I just wanna eat you up.”
She moaned into the mattress.
He played and tasted, gave her a sharp little tap on each butt cheek, then flipped her over again. He pushed her knees high and wide and buried his face in her pussy, her scent filling his head, the taste of her delicate spice tingling on his tongue.
He licked his lips, circled his tongue around her clit, and then over it. With his finger inside her, he bent it to find her good spot and her soft cry told him when he did. “Is that good?”
“Oh yeah. Oh God yeah.”
“You want to come now, don’t you, beautiful?”
Another moan.
Her body shuddered and her pussy clenched on his finger. He licked her straining clit, moved his finger in her. Her fingers curled into the sheets and he looked up at her over her flat stomach and sweet tits. Her eyes were closed, chin lifted. Oh yeah. Beautiful.
He sucked her clit into his mouth, still fingering her, and her body convulsed. Her cries of delight excited him, as did her clit swelling and pulsing on his tongue. His dick throbbed once again but he worked her through her orgasm, drawing it out until she was limp and quivering, pushing at his head.
“Stop,” she begged in a weak voice. “God.”
He kissed her just above the patch of hair then rolled away for another condom. In seconds he was inside her again, on top of her, one hand under her neck, the other pushing her hair off her face. He stared intently down at her as he thrust inside her. She met his eyes, hers dazed and so pretty. “There,” he said. “That was a beautiful orgasm. Can you do that again?”
“No…”
“Let’s see.” This time he was going to last longer, not all frantic and desperate for her. Pleasure swelled in him, heat burning across his skin. He kissed her mouth, her jaw, sucked her earlobe, licked her neck. He pushed up onto his knees and found her breasts, cupping them and gently squeezing, taking her nipples in his fingertips. Then he took one of her hands and slipped it between them. “Touch yourself, baby. While I’m fucking you. Come again.”
She swiped her tongue over her bottom lip and did as he told her, finding her clit. He pushed her legs back, rolling his hips against her, his dick sliding in and out of her sweet pussy. Tingles slid down his neck and spine, centering in his low back and balls. Oh yeah. There it was…
He watched her eyes drift closed, watched her pretty lips part as her breathing quickened. Hot whimpers spilled from her lips and then she cried out again. The sound of her orgasm was already familiar to him and he grimaced as he let his own climax pound through him.
Fuck yeah. Her hand flopped to the bed and he fell over her and gave one last, deep thrust, holding himself there as he pulsed inside her, face buried in her neck, almost unbearable pleasure coursing through him.