Noble gazed at her for a while before he turned her head and kissed her lips. Every time their mouths met, it felt like the first time. Like a burst of excitement that he couldn’t contain.
“Let’s go back to my condo,” he murmured, pecking her lips.
She grinned. “Oh, you want a part two?”
“Yeah, but this time I’m driving.”
She angled her head, flashing him a sweet smile. “Let’s go.”
Noble hovered over Irish, flashing her with his sable eyes. Lust was apparent as he kissed her lips. The room was dark with a slither of the moonlight beaming through the black-out curtains. This time, Noble didn’t allow her to lead. He made sure of it by laying her down and pinning her arms over her head.
“You know I gotta get you back, right?” he asked in a deep tone that made her body vibrate in anticipation.
“Yes,” she whispered.
“Turn around.”
Noble raised up, allowing her to turn and pose on her arms and legs. Irish was naked as the day she’d entered the world, allowing him to marvel at the sight of her toasted brown coating. His calloused hands rubbed her ass before he slapped her cheek.
“Ooh.” She licked her lips.
Spreading her ass, Noble’s tongue was introduced to her clit. Her eyes closed voluntarily while her back arched. Irish hadn’t felt this in so long it almost brought tears to her eyes. The warmth from his tongue made her limbs shiver with ecstasy. Irish had never been so aroused in her life. She attempted to swirl her hips to meet the movement of his tongue, but Noble slapped her ass.
“You not in control.”
Biting her lip, she arched her back even further as he trailed down to her opening.
“Noble,” she moaned, trying her best not to take over.
His tongue teased her folds then went back to her clitoris. Irish was so ripe, ready to release all of her essence. He feasted like a man who had years of experience in fucking women. Noble alternated from her center to her bud so meticulously that Irish had to hold back the wave of pleasure threatening to flood the both of them.
“Oh, baby, nobody has ever devoured me like this,” she confessed.
On a scale of good to amazing, Noble was exquisite. Irish’s mind had drifted to another galaxy. He had complete control over every part of her body. Whatever he wanted, she would serve on a diamond platter.
Noble’s finger invaded her wet place while his mouth sucked the life out of her clit. Irish’s orgasm was so close to cresting that she had clenched her teeth to hold on. Yes, she wanted to erupt but she needed to feel this spell called Noble’s tongue a little bit longer.
“This ain’t fair,” she griped.
No man’s tongue should feel like a combination of fire and desire. Noble was precisely breaking Irish down like a cigarillo. Irish’s arms were the first to give out before one of her legs buckled.
“Oh, Papa, slow down.”
Noble did anything but that. His fingers sped up, massaging her walls with an accuracy that would produce a torrential orgasm. She tensed for a moment, coaxing her mind to relay a message to her pussy to hold on. There was much more to enjoy but when that final lick brushed against her bud, Irish’s legs shuddered.
“Oooooohhhhh, fucking Nobllee!” she screeched, gripping the sheets between her clenched fingers.
So many sensations descended on Irish all at once. Her body heated to a dangerous temperature, evoking passion to burn through her. An orgasm that powerful should’ve come with a warning label. She should’ve gotten a head’s-up that Noble could do glorious things with his tongue.
Irish had just plummeted from the best high she’d ever experienced before she was placed on her back. Remnants of her climax provoked her walls to thumps subtly. Noble wasback between her legs with lips so moisturized from her juices that she immediately kissed him. Tasting her own flavor, Irish sloppily feasted on his tongue, wishing she could eat him.
“I’m about to fuck you so hard, Pumpkin. You ready?”
“Yes, Papa, fuck me.”
Noble pinned her legs back and slid into her pussy. The gasp that left her lips bounced off the walls. Every time with Noble was like the first time. His dick filled her, sliding in and out like it was made just for him.
“Oh, this dick too good…”
