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Nora doesn’t hesitate; she turns around to face me. The sheepish gaze isn’t one that I’m used to from her. Her expression is timid, she’s panting, her shyness is new but so, so hot.
“Do you want me to tell you what I want?” My voice comes out much clearer than in my head. In my head, I’m nervous, excited. I’m jumping up and down with the anticipation of touching her. But here in reality, I’m standing tall, my unwavering gaze swallows her, and I can’t believe I’m this damn lucky.
She nods, her eyes staring right through me.
“I want you to sit in this chair.” I reach for the chair closest to me and pull her away from the sink. Her hands are still dripping with water, and the front of my pants are wet. She sits down in the chair, hands folded on her lap.
“Stand back up,” I instruct.
When she obeys, I tug at my boxers to pull them down her thighs. I lift the shirt up over her head and watch, enthralled with the way her tanned breasts hang heavy and full, how her nipples are hard and ready. Her body is something to behold, and I drop to my knees to worship her.
“Sit down,” I say when my knees hit the floor.
She sits, and I run my fingers up her legs to the tops of her thighs. A shiver runs through her, and she watches me, her breath hitching each time my eyes meet hers. I gently spread her thighs and bend my head down to kiss the tops of them. Nora’s fingers thread through my hair, and she caresses my head as I give her body my full devotion. My fingers tease her, running over her pussy, and I push one inside her. I watch her face as her eyes roll back and her mouth parts in ecstasy.
I pump my fingers slowly and tease her with my lips, softly brushing them over her sex. She groans and groans with every stroke of my fingers. I love how vocal she is; it does amazing things for my ego.
After a few seconds of torment, I end her suffering by swiping my tongue over her wetness.
“Oh, God,” she says, and I repeat the motion. She tastes like sugarcoated honey, and I’ve always had a sweet tooth.
When her legs stiffen in the chair, I wrap my arms around her thighs and lift them just enough to support her as she comes. I press my mouth against her hard.
She says my name.
She says how sweet I am.
You’re so good, Landon. So, so good.
I taste her as she climaxes, and I hold her legs still as she recovers. She’s completely naked, sitting on the chair, breathing hard, and I don’t want to stop. I can feel her throbbing through my tongue, pulsing from the orgasm she just had.
I’m not done. She told me to do what I wanted, be who I want to be. This is who I want to be. Someone who worships her body and finds pleasure in her pleasure.
By the third time she comes, her body has turned to jelly. When she falls back, done and finished and sated, I pull her down to the floor and into my arms. She melts into me and I stroke her back with soft touches, and after a few minutes I think she may have fallen asleep.
“I tell you to do what you want with me, and you make me come three times,” she whispers, burying her head farther into my chest. Her arms tighten around me, and I find an immense satisfaction in cradling her on my kitchen floor.
I touch her cheek and brush her hair off her face. “That’s what I wanted to do.”
Nora sits up just enough to look at me and repositions her body so her thighs are on either side of my hips and her breasts are in my face. Bare breasts, I might add. It takes every ounce of self-control not to lick them.
“Can I keep you?” She smiles playfully.
I decide to lick her breasts, and when I do, she wraps her hand around my neck and pushes my face into them. I could live in here, buried in her beauty, I lamely think to myself. I could
