I can’t help the grin lifting the corner of my mouth.
Back to the program.
I devour her, licking, and sucking her pussy lips for a few long minutes, taking her higher and higher.
“Ahhh—this—this feels…” She moves her hips back and forth as she grinds against my face.
Fuck yeah.
I reward her by taking her clit into my mouth and drawing circles around it with mytongue.
She lets out a loud moan.
I could keep swirling my tongue like this until I explode in my jeans, but that would be a waste of a good load. And I’ve never been one to do things halfway. I dig my fingers into the flesh of her ass cheeks, holding her in place, and I go crazy. I feast on herlike a starved man. One who hasn’t had his mouth on a pussy for far too long.
“Ah, Rhett…” She pushes against my face and rubs herself against me like she’s in heat.
Fuck.
The room is filled with her little curses and my own feral grunts.
Goddammit.
I halt all movement.
She turns her head and looks up at me with a dazed, almost frenzied expression, “What happened?”
I pull away, stand up, and extend my hand in response.
“You stopped?”
“You want more?”
“Is that a trick question?”
“Yes or no, Carina?”
“Yes, I want more.” She’s almost shy about it.
“For the record, I’m not nearly done withyou.”
She smiles wide.
“Are you going to take my hand?”
She does, and I help her up off the couch.
I walk us over to the corner of the room. I wrap my hands around her waist, lift her up and drop her on the wooden desk so she’s sitting in frontof me. I pull the chair out and take a seat. “You’re good?”
“I am.”
She’s staring at me with hungry blue eyes, an eager mouth, and enormous tits so tempting and soft.
“Place your hands behind your back to brace yourself and put your feet on the arms of the chair.”
She frowns.
“You want my mouth on your pussy again or not?”
