She's spread out before me now, completely naked, her pussy glistening and swollen. Her breasts rise and fall rapidly with her breathing, and she's looking at me with an expression of pure need.
"Better?" I ask, kneeling on the floor in front of the couch.
"Yes. Please, I need—"
I don't make her finish. Just dive back in, spreading her thighs wider so I have full access. This angle is better. I can see everything, can watch her reactions, can use my hands while my mouth works.
I lick her slowly, thoroughly, savoring every drop of her arousal. She's even wetter than before, practically dripping onto the couch, and fuck if that isn't the hottest thing I've ever seen.
"You taste so fucking good," I murmur against her. "Could eat this pussy all day."
"Oh God—" Her hips buck against my face. "Carter, please—"
"Please what?" I tease her clit with the tip of my tongue, making her whine. "Tell me what you need, Alice."
"More. I need more… Your fingers, please!"
I slide one hand from her thigh to her entrance, ease a finger inside her while my mouth stays focused on her clit. She's tight and hot and so fucking wet that my finger slides in easily.
"Yes, oh fuck yes—"
I start a rhythm: pumping my finger in and out while I suck on her clit. Her hands are in my hair again, gripping hard now, her hips rolling against my face. She's completely lost in it, no longer self-conscious, just chasing her pleasure.
I add a second finger, stretching her, curling them to find that spot inside her that makes women reach their peak.
"Carter, Carter, oh my God, right there!"
I've found it. I keep the pressure steady, my fingers working that spot while my tongue flicks rapidly over her clit. Her whole body is tensing, thighs trembling on either side of my head, and I know she's close.
"That's it," I encourage her between licks. "Come for me, Alice. Let me feel it. Want to taste you coming on my tongue."
I seal my lips around her clit and suck hard while my fingers keep working inside her.
She shatters.
Her whole body goes rigid, back arching off the couch, a cry tearing from her throat that's somewhere between my name and pure pleasure. Her pussy clenches around my fingers, and I feel a fresh wave of wetness coat my hand.
I don't stop. Keep licking, keep sucking, drawing out her orgasm until she's shaking, until her hands push weakly at my head.
"Too much… Carter, sensitive…"
Only then do I pull back, slowly withdrawing my fingers and pressing one last gentle kiss to her inner thigh.
Alice is completely wrecked. Her chest is heaving, her skin flushed from her cheeks down to her breasts, her eyes glazed with pleasure. She's looking at me like she can't quite believe what just happened.
"That was—" She can't seem to finish the sentence. "I've never… Not like that, nobody's ever—"
"Good." I stand slowly, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. Her taste is all over my lips, my chin, and I don't want to wash it away. "Because we're not done yet."
Her eyes drop to the very obvious bulge in my jeans. Even through the denim, she can probably see how hard I am, how much I need her.
"You're—" She sits up slightly, reaching for me. "That looks painful."
"It is." I palm myself through the denim, trying to relieve some of the pressure. My cock is throbbing, has been since I first kissed her, and watching her come apart on my tongue nearly pushed me over the edge in my jeans like a fucking teenager.
"Bedroom," she says, her voice still breathless but determined. "I need you inside me. Need to feel you."
Fuck yes.
