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"Years Melody. I have waited years to stand before you, just like this." He gently spreads her legs, hands roaming up and down the length of her thighs absentmindedly as he speaks.
"Do you know how many times I fantasized about being in this exact spot? Lost in between your legs? It's almost embarrassing." He admits with a slow smile gracing his face, slowly bending down before her.
"That small taste wasn't enough, Melody. I want more."
Melody
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Nash looks up at her from between her legs, his hands rubbing her calves and thighs up and down. His eyes were heavy, full lips slightly parted, glistening from running his tongue over his bottom lip. He looked at her like she was a massive scoop of ice cream on a hot summer day.
"Open up for me, Melody." Nash kisses her knee where it is bent on the countertop.
And she does just as he asked, as he slowly nips and licks up her legs, getting closer to her core. Inhaling deeply, with a grip tight on her hip, he clasps the edge of her panties.
"These have to go." He yanks them down her left leg as the other half hangs off her knee. Roughly, like his control absolutely shattered, he grabs her ass, pulling her core closer to his heated mouth as he sucks on the insides of her thighs.
This is happening. Should I be letting this happen?
"You know Melody, these legs right here." The hold he has on her thighs tightens. She can feel his breath teasing her folds with every word. "They have haunted my dreams since I was fourteen." Cursing to himself and whispering reverently to her core. He licks his lips.
God, that mouth. She lets out a needy whimper. His gaze comes up, locking with hers.
"I need to taste you." His voice was coarse, eyes were hooded. She leans her head against the mirror, widening her position and making her acceptance clear.
Nash
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There she is, an absolute goddess, his imagination could never compare to the sight before him.
She was sprawled on the counter, left knee bent up, dress pooled at her hips, completely bared to him. Her head rests on the mirror, hair billowing wildly around her shoulders. The straps of her white dress are down near her elbows. Her dress was barely hanging on by swells of her breasts. Nipples peaked, begging to be sucked on. His eyes take her in greedily as her legs spread for him, urging him into action.
He licks up her leg, savoring her shivers and mewls as she begins to squirm. With one final look, he dives in. Licking and sucking at her core like a man starved. This was by far the best feeling. Nothing could ever compare to this moment.
"Why do you taste so good, Melody?" Sensing a change in her breathing, her hips thrusting up to meet the swipes of his tongue. His voice rumbles in his throat. "Do you need more? God you're perfect, this pussy is perfect." He mumbles somewhat incoherently. Fingers delving into her folds.
That's what my girl needs.
She hisses something under her breath as she squeezes his head with her beautiful thighs, riding his face in wild abandon. Her back arched, slender neck thrown back in ecstasy. Her moans and whimpers become more urgent, mouth wide. Suddenly, her eyes lock on his, and she comes undone right before his eyes. He laps up her pleasure, savoring every second.
Melody
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She is going to say it again, that mouth… so good, and the beard… wow. She is pretty sure she just humped the fuck out of his face.
And right now, in this moment, she couldn’t find it in her to care. His tongue is licking up her climax slowly, savoring it from the look on his face. She lets him, watching in rapt fascination as he continues with slow intentional swipes of his tongue, shivering when he closes in on her sensitive skin. He kisses down the inside of her right leg, pulling her panties off all the way and tucking them in his pocket.
"For later." He says with a wink, adjusting his obvious erection.
His gaze settled on her again, her heated skin warming further as the seconds ticked by with no one saying anything. She couldn't quite form words just yet. Her body blissed out and weak. Nash approaches her, tucking the hair behind her ear and away from her face.
Shit, is he going to kiss me?
Alarmed at their proximity, her body tenses. Absurd, really, given that his tongue had literally been lapping at her core just minutes ago. With his eyes downcast, he gives her one final look before turning and walking towards the door.
“Lock this door behind me, okay?”
