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Her hand went to my hair and fisted it. Not pulling hard, but enough that I could feel the slight sting of possibility.
“I’ll try to behave,” she said. “I’m just saying, I don’t know about this. I’ve never done it, and I feel like I’m about to smother you with my vagina. I…ahhh.”
I licked her.
One solid lick from her entrance to her clit.
“Jesus,” she shivered. “Why did that feel so good?”
Instead of answering, I did it again, loving the way I could feel goosebumps breaking out over her thighs.
Her moan of excitement, paired with the taste of her on my tongue, made my balls draw up in pleasure.
“I’m not really sure that this should be legal,” she whispered. “Jesus Christ, something that feels so good and bad at the same time shouldn’t be.”
I chuckled against her, causing her to jolt.
“Oh,” she whispered. “That felt good, too. And your beard. It feels so good on the inside of my thighs and rasping against the inner lips of my pussy.”
I’d never been more aware of my beard in my life than at that moment in time.
About how, when I leaned slightly forward to press my tongue into her pussy, it pressed against the seam of her sex. My chin pressing against that band of flesh between her asshole and pussy.
My fingers on her ass cheeks tightened as I pulled her down, wanting to get deeper penetration with my tongue.
“Oh, fuck.” She growled, her hands tightening slightly in my hair.
My hands convulsed on her ass cheeks and spread them apart, making her gasp as the cool air met the overheated skin of her sex.
I pulled away from her channel with one last lick before bringing my mouth up to her clit and sucking lightly.
She nearly jolted off of me at the contact, and my hands on her ass holding her down, anticipating the move, was the only thing that kept her from outright leaving me altogether.
“Jesus Christ,” she hissed. “Oh, God. That feels good.”
I knew it did, mostly because she was holding on tight to my hair and urging me closer to her.
I circled her clit with the tip of my tongue, flicking the tiny bundle of nerves with a quick lick before pulling it back into my mouth.
She gasped all over again, and this time I followed that lick up with a finger to her pussy.
“Oh, sweet Mary,” she moaned. “Oh, God.”
I couldn’t help it. I laughed.
She shivered and loosened the grip she had on my hair. “I want to do the same to you.”
I was already shaking my head as I blindly reached out for the box of condoms.
Pulling away from her clit with reluctance, I continued to finger her as I said, “Open a condom and smooth it on me. I want to fuck you. You can suck me later.”
She growled at me.
“What if I want to do it now?” she countered.
I curled the finger that was inside of her and rubbed the spot inside of her that I knew would elicit a reaction as I said, “This is my show right now. You get what I want to give you.”
I could tell she wasn’t sure what to think about that and was fighting a battle inside of her on whether to be turned on by my words or offended.
“That’s not how this works,” she said. “This is a partnership.”
I smiled. “Even in most partnerships, there’s give and take. Today, I’m the one that gives. Next time, we can switch, and you get to be in charge.”
She reached for the box of condoms and ripped them open, scattering the contents all over my chest and the bed.
“I can’t decide whether to be mad or not,” she informed me. “So, I’m going with, ahhh, not because, Jesus, stop doing that with your finger, I can’t think. I’m going with not because I’m getting…” I moved until there were two fingers inside of her. “Flick your tongue against my clit one more time, and I’m going to come.”
I curled my fingers inside of her and decided that maybe she needed to. Then she’d relax some and let me do what I wanted…right?
Yeah, I didn’t believe that, either. Jubilee wasn’t the type of person to just sit back and relax. She always had to be going, going, going.
But I’d make her come anyway. Just because I could.
Oh, and I liked the way she was rippling and tightening around my fingers.
And don’t even get me started on the way she tasted.
So I did what she asked, curled my fingers just right to touch that spot deep inside of her, and flicked my tongue one more time.
She came so hard that her thighs tightened around my head. Her hands in my hair went taut, and suddenly I had more problems than just a hard dick—such as whether or not I’d have any hair left once she was done coming.
