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Eat You Up
He strips off the last of his clothes and reaches for me. I think he’ll kiss me again, but instead, he reaches for my legs and pulls me to the edge of the massive bed. He kneels on the plush carpet and separates my thighs so that I am on full display. Usually, I’d feel a bit uncomfortable being so open, but I find that I’m so turned on that I revel in it.
“Fuck,” he says when he looks at me. “You are so fucking beautiful.”
I feel beautiful. I feel the sexiest I’ve ever felt in my life. I inhale deeply and start touching my breasts, which are now extra sensitive.
He approaches my pussy the same way he approached my mouth. Too slowly. Too gently. I feel his hot breath on my labia and I want to push his face into it.
Breathe, I tell myself. Breathe.
But it’s difficult to breathe when you’re on fire.
Does he want me to beg? Because I will. I’ll do anything. I’ll grovel to feel his mouth on me.
He turns his face to the side and bites my inner thigh. It almost kills me. My skin is so sensitive that even a small, playful nip would have made me cry out, but this is more than that. His mouth is latched on to the skin, biting and sucking until it’s almost too much to bear. He swaps sides and gives me a hickey there, too.
Fuuuck.
I start to get nervous. If he’s going to be that voracious with my pussy, I’ll go through the roof. I’ll scream so loudly the security team will come running. Hell, I’ll scream so loudly the events team might even come running. I’m scared for him to continue; I’m more scared that he’ll stop.
He breaks the suction on my thigh, no doubt leaving a sweet bruise, and heads slowly to my pussy. I scrunch my eyes shut, nervous, and the next thing I know his whole mouth is on me.
Fuck.
Hot, soft, gentle, his lips and tongue massage my labia. It’s a sweeping, all-encompassing, enthralling feeling. All warmth and juiciness without any of the hard, cold edges of the titillation before. ’Round and ’round his mouth goes in generous circles, building on top of a desire I thought had already hit the ceiling. But no, this was a new record. Building and building, I feel my blood rushing around my body, making my vulva glow, plumping up my pussy.
He groans in obvious enjoyment. It feels delicious. I am opening up to him, swelling right there on his tongue. I breathe, trying to keep my orgasm from rolling in too soon. I don’t want this to stop.
“You taste so good,” he groans. “I want to just … eat you up.”
With that, he plunges his tongue deep inside me.
Fuck! My whole body blazes. It’s like fireworks under my skin, and I haven’t even come yet. My body is a bright mess of sensations. Surely it can’t get better than this?
But then he uses that magical thumb—the one he squeezed my nipple with—and I feel it, warm and soft, on my clit. It feels so right, like it’s always meant to be there, and I never want it to leave. He knows how sensitive it is right now, given all his teasing. He knows he hardly needs to touch it to make me go crazy. But he’s not going to let me off that easily. He slides a finger into me, crooking it upward and rubbing. I gasp at the intensity of it, and my orgasm rolls in. I can’t keep it at bay anymore. It’s here, and he knows it. He keeps his finger inside me, keeps on stroking while he pulls me up by the shoulders to kiss me. It’s a rough, sexy-as-hell kiss. I feel his tongue and his teeth and his fingers, and I’m about to explode.
“I’m gonna come,” I say, right into his mouth. He groans into mine and fingers me harder, faster.
“Fuuuuck,” I cry. We’re still kissing, moaning into each other’s mouths. My orgasm comes in slow and hard. I whimper with the force of it. Fuck!
I lose control of my body, and I don’t care. The all-encompassing climax is all that matters. Just as I think the pleasure is subsiding, he slips more fingers in and fucks me with them, and another wave of the most divine pleasure takes me out.
It’s so intense, I’m surprised I’m still conscious. I wouldn’t be surprised if I slipped into a post-coital coma. I’m absolutely finished.
He, however, is not.
He grabs my limp body and turns me over so that I’m lying on my stomach, then he pulls my hips up. I’m on my hands and knees, facing away from him. I can’t take any more pleasure. I am completely spent. My pussy is so swollen and wet that I think he might not be able to penetrate me. Maybe I should help him to get?—
FUUUCK!
He rams himself inside me, and I see stars. He feels huge. I come again, suddenly and without warning, a bulldozer of an orgasm smashing into me. I have never, ever?—
Another wave of pleasure, this time a fuller-body feeling, and then another as he keeps going. His hands are on my hips, giving him the leverage he needs to drive deep. I stop counting the climaxes.
I have never had sex like this before. His fingers travel to my clit again, urging me to come one last time. I moan, clench my teeth, shut my eyes, and squeeze my pelvic floor as hard as I can as he smashes into me. He is groaning. He is close, now. Right on the edge.
Holy shit. Holy fucking shit!
