Her fingers travel up the back of my neck and thread into my hair. Then she pushes me down.
“Fuck.” I know what she wants me to do, and I don’t fight. “Only for you.” I’m down on my knees, my cock aching against the zipper.
“Good boy. Now, keep your eyes on me…all the time.”
Growling, I yank her heels out, one by one, and then hike her skirt up her thighs until her panties are on display.
They’re red. Fucking red with a huge wet spot staining them. “Mirá lo que sos… No sabés lo linda que quedás así.”
She spreads her thighs wider, giving me a better view, and then her foot lifts and lands on my cock. She rubs me over my pants with her foot travelling up and down my hardness, and I almost nut in my pants.
“Oh, God, you’re so naughty.” I slide my fingers down either side of her panties and roll them down to her ankles. “I’m gonna take these, too.”
“That’s not creepy at all.” She chuckles. “What do you do with them?”
“What do you think?” When I free them, I take a sharp inhale filled with her soaked scent.
A moan slips from her lips as her eyes and pussy glisten. “You sniff them, lick them like a dog and then hump them until you come all over them.”
I push the red silk in my pocket and capture her legs with my hands. “Yes, ma’am.” I feel every plump curve up and down until I lock my grip around her hips. Then I align my head with her pussy, winking at her. “Woof.”
A laugh starts but dies instantly in her throat as I thrust my nose and tongue inside her wetness. I am an animal, sniffing her pussy, lapping my tongue all over, licking every drop of arousal and salivating for more.
She shudders, pushing down on me, taking my tongue deeper, gasping my name, tangling her fingers in my hair, pulling me in until I’m buried in her taste, drunk on her.
I never take my eyes off her as she’s demanded. I dig one hand in the ample flesh of her ass, and use the other hand to drive her to the edge. Fingers plunge into her slick heat. Thumb adds circled pressure on her clit. She wraps her ankles behind my neck and arches her back, legs spreading wider. I’m about to lose it just from the sight.
“Tristan!” She screams and bangs the door. Then she clutches at me, her nails tearing down my neck.
My tongue forces its way as deep as possible, claiming her pussy. Every spot I touch earns me another sound from her, another breathless gasp, another broken moan, until she clenches. She throbs around my tongue, breaking in my arms, flooding my mouth with her orgasm.
It tears through me. My body detonates. Heat surges in my gut too fast. My balls ache, and I can’t control anything in me. I curse against her cum, a guttural, violent sound as I break with her. “Fuck, fuckfuckfuck.”
“Tristan,” she pants, “are you okay?”
My jaw clenches so hard.
She unwraps her ankles and lets them touch the floor. Then she tilts my chin up to look at me. “What’s wrong?”
I just shake my head.
She studies me, and then her eyes drop to my crotch. It’s a second or two before realization hits her. “Oh… Have you just…”
“Come undone in my pants just by watching you orgasm all over my tongue? Yup.”
She freezes for a split second. “God, Tristan, that’s…”
I bury myself against her skin. I could die in shame.
“...so fucking hot.”
My head snaps up. “Yeah?”
“Fuck yeah.” The look she’s giving me along with her face, hot and messy, her disheveled hair, and her cum trickling down her inner thigh, ignite me all over again.
I don’t wait. I don’t hold back. I lift her at the waist, and she wraps her legs and arms around me. Walking us to a bedroom, she takes my mouth like we’ll never get another chance. God, this woman can fucking kiss.
By the time I lay her on the bed, my cock is straining again. I undo my belt and step out of my pants and boxers.
