he peels them down my legs temptingly slowly. When I set my feet down I open my legs wide right in front of him, granting him access.
The action is so erotic I fear I may combust.
His head disappears between my thighs and then I feel his tongue slide right over me. We are both plugged in. He growls and shoves his face against me, tasting me like I’m his last meal. I fall back down and grip the sheets. His warm tongue feels like wet heat on me. I have never experienced anything like it. I rise on my elbows and watch his tongue push into me. It’s naughty and painfully amazing. He pushes on my thighs, opening my legs as wide as they can go. When his tongue moves up to my clitoris, I explode around him like I never have before. My eyesight disappears and my hearing dulls. I can’t do anything but feel. The pleasure rolls over me, blanketing me in its fog.
I grip the sheets and grind my hips against his tongue, wanting more.
But he lifts up without giving it to me. He puts his middle and index finger into his mouth and sucks on them.
“We need to warm you up. Don’t come again,” he warns. “Then next orgasm comes from me. You taste so good, Rain. I could’ve stayed down there all night tasting your tight pussy. I’d miss school for it. I’d give up sleep for it. But right now I wouldn’t give up being inside of you for it.” As he talks his fingers search until he finds my opening. He eases his fingers inside of me, moving them around and readying me. “Does this feel good?”
“It feels so good.” I don’t even sound like me. I’m husky and wanton. I’m sexy.
“It’s going to hurt. There’s no way around it. I’m going to try and be gentle, but I have a feeling once you’re wrapped around my dick I’m not going to remember anything.”
“Mhm,” I moan, as his fingers fill me deeper. I don’t hear anything he’s saying. “More, Kent,” I beg. I want more of everything. I’ve waited too long and I want it. “I need more.”
He slowly slides his fingers out of me and then slips them back into his mouth. Our eyes connect. His are dark and sinful. Watching him taste me is so sexy I can’t stand it.
“Make love to me, Kent, please.”
“Are you begging me?”
“Yes.”
“Do it again.”
“Please, Kent. I want you.”
He grins and bounces out of bed. “You’re sure you want to do this?” he asks, rummaging around in the top drawer of his dresser.
“No. I’m naked, begging, and wet. I don’t think so.” I roll my eyes. Honestly.
“That smart-ass mouth…”
I watch him take out an open box of condoms. “Did you already use some?”
He digs into the box and nods. “I guess so.”
“I want a new box.”
He gives me an exasperated look but shoves the old box back in his dresser and pulls out a fresh one. Right before he turns around he pauses to glance at Willow’s picture. I watch his face in the mirror. He takes her picture and drops it in his top drawer and then slams it shut before returning to me.
He undoes his belt and zipper. In the next second Kent is naked. His jeans and boxers are in a heap on the floor and he is standing completely open to me. I marvel at his body. His narrow hips and enticing abs. His happy trail leads down to his golden pubic hair. His penis is long and hard, wrapped in tight pale skin and want. The sight of it makes me swallow.
“You’re beautiful, Kent.”
He crawls to me on the bed with a hungry look. “I was thinking the same thing about you, Rain.”
Very slowly he rests between my legs. He takes the condom and rips the package open with his teeth. I watch him roll it over his thick hard erection. A small part of me is wondering how it’s going to fit. It’s too big, I decide just as he finishes putting on the condom.
He braces his hands on either side of my head and looks into my eyes. “Last chance. Are you sure you want to give this to me? Stop me if you don’t. Because I’m not going to stop myself.”
“It’s yours.” There is no doubt in my voice.
“Shit, Rain.” He kisses me roughly. “If it hurts too much tell me and I’ll try to stop. Don’t keep