Her touch, her taste, her body, they’re quickly becoming my favourite things, and I have a strong feeling they’re about to turn into my newest addiction.
I kiss her again, needing to feel her mouth on mine. “I’m dying to taste you.” I groan, biting her lip.
Her lids lift slowly, revealing eyes heavy with lust. She drinks me in with a slow, lingering gaze, as if committing every inch of my face to memory,before reaching behind to unclasp her bra, letting it dangle teasingly from her fingertip between us.
Then, in a move so unexpected, she drapes it over my head, her soft giggle following close behind. It’s clearly meant to beplayful, but all it makes me want to do is spin her around and spank that gorgeous arse, hard.
I shake my head with an amused grin, dragging her bra down my face before tossing it aside. “If you want to play, my naughty girl… then let’s play.”
Without giving her a warning, I grip her from under her arms and lift her onto the edge of the spa, almost knocking over her wine glass in the process. She wobbles slightly, but I steady her with quick hands, holding her firmly in place.
Mila shifts until she’s lying comfortably on her back, her feet perched along the edge.
The sight of her wearing nothing but a thong nearly knocks the breath from my lungs. Her soft breasts and rosy firm nipples are practically begging to be teased, and it’s taking everything in me not to dive right in—I’ll get to those soon enough. Right now, my hungry eyes want to take their time exploring every inch of her irresistible body.
Her smooth, soft skin prickles with goosebumps, whether from the cool night air or the heat of my gaze trailing over every part of her—I’m not sure. But one thing is certain—she’s as equally turned on as I am.
My eyes continue their slow perusal down the contours of her body, every curve so perfectly placed, it could bring even the strongest man to his knees. Her legs are tight and lean like every other part of her body, but it’s her ankles that truly gets my attention.
I don’t know why, but I’ve always found a woman’s ankles to be incredibly enticing.
There’s something attactive about the delicate curve of the achilles as it meets the slender line of the ankle bone. It’s such an understated yet elegant part of the female body and just looking at Mila’s drives me absolutely wild. They’re so feminine andbeautifully shaped, I could spend all night tracing the soft line of bone with my fingers.
My mouth practically waters when she parts them ever so slightly. And when my eyes trail up her legs, toward the apex of her thighs, I can’t tell if her lace thong is soaked from her arousal or if it’s just damp from the water, but the mystery only fuels my need to find out.
“Like what you see, handsome?” she purrs, her voice smooth as velvet, a mischievous smile playing at her lips.
“Is it that obvious?” I chuckle softly. “I can’t stop staring at you. You’re just perfection, Mila.” I lean in closer, gliding my hands slowly from her delicate ankles up to her knees, then her thighs, my touch causing a soft shiver to ripple through her body.
My fingers toy with the sides of her thong, teasing but not yet tugging them down.“I need you on my mouth, baby,”I murmur softly, my voice dripping with desire.“I’m losing my goddamn mind here.”
“Take what you want. It’s yours.”
Those six simple words awaken something animalistic in me. I tear the flimsy fabric from her body and toss it aside without a second thought. She gasps, startled by the roughness, but I’m far past the point of restraint.
Before she can protest, I lift her legs, placing them over my shoulders, then, with my gaze still holding hers, I bury my face between her thighs.My mouth latches onto her soaked pussy, my tongue dragging through her soft, glistening lips, tasting how fucking ready she is for me.
She moans with every swipe of my warm tongue, and when it circles around her firm clit, she whimpers, her thighs trembling on the sides of my face.
“Oh my God, Jason. That feels so good,” she moans. She props herself up on one elbow, watching as I devour her, while herother hand tangles in my hair, keeping me exactly where she wants me.She grinds against my mouth, her hips moving with urgency, eyes fluttering shut as her head tips back in ecstasy.
I groan, my cock hard as steel, driven wild by the intoxicating mix of her scent and the addictive taste of her arousal. She squirms when my tongue plunges inside her, fucking her with slow, deep strokes.
“Fuck! You’re going to make me cum fast.”
And just to make her go crazy, I slide my mouth back to her clit, and suck hard. Her moans grow louder, and for the briefest moment I’m wondering if the neighbours can hear everything unfolding in my backyard. Even if they did, there’s no way in hell I’m stopping now.
I take my time savouring her sweet pussy, spelling every letter of her name on her clit with my tongue. Minutes later, her body stills, her grip on my head tightening as she screams my name into the cold, quiet air. Thick, creamy juices pour into my mouth like honey as she erupts, making my eyes roll in the back of my head.Fuck!
When I finally pull away and glance up at her, she’s gazing down at me through hooded eyes, her body limp and glowing with post-orgasm bliss.
“I’m not done with you yet. We’re only just getting started,” I murmur as I strip off my boxer briefs and throw them onto the tiles.
Gripping her waist, I ease her down until her arse is perched right on the very edge.I lean forward and kiss her hard, letting her taste herself on my lips. She moans into my mouth, and I feel it go straight to the base of my cock.
“Are you on the pill?” I ask.
She nods, and I force myself to ignore the fact that the only reason she’s on it was because of Dean. Jealousy coils in mygut from the thought of another man being intimate with her. I know it shouldn’t bother me, but every part of me already wants her to be mine and mine alone.
