She tugs her lower lip in between her teeth and nods, and that is my undoing.
I surge up, capturing her trapped lip with my own teeth and tugging it free before bruising her lips with my kiss. The very idea that she was walking around the event, holding my hand, allowing me to touch her, all with nothing on underneath has my mind going fuzzy with pure lust.
My hands find the zipper on the side of her dress and I start to slide it down, incrementally slow. She whines against my lips. Good. Let her be as crazed for me as I am for her.
When it finally hits the end, I slide my fingers under the thin straps that are all that stand between me and seeing my girl naked. That’s when her hands come up to cover mine, stopping me.
“You first.”
I lean back slightly and realize the nerves are back. “Whatever you say, Specs.” I dart back in to press a swift kiss to her lips before removing my hands from her body and making quick work of shucking off my jacket and unbuttoning my shirt. I’m already toeing off my shoes when Sadie giggles.
“There’s no rush, Maverick. We have all night.”
Her fingers go to my belt and she slides it out of the loops. I shrug off my shirt and she freezes, her tongue darting out to lick her lips.
“Like what you see?” I ask with a heated smirk.
“Oh yeah,” comes her breathy reply. I take over undoing my pants, pushing them down over my dick that’s already hard and straining to be free. Then my socks come off and I stand there, nothing but my boxer briefs covering me. And the rawappreciation in Sadie’s expression, the desire emanating from her, is hotter than anything I’ve ever experienced.
“Specs,” I growl, drawing her gaze up to mine. “Let me see you.”
This time she doesn’t stop me when I move to pull the straps down her shoulders. The fabric slides over her generous tits, revealing a black strapless bra that’s cupping them the way I want my hands to as soon as fucking possible. I push the dress down her hips, somehow not letting myself look down at what I’m guessing is a fucking gorgeous, glistening pussy, keeping my eyes trained on her face. It doesn’t take an idiot to recognize she’s still a little nervous. But I’ll do whatever it takes to get her to believe her soft curves, every fucking inch of them, make her the most stunning woman in the goddamn world to me.
I let her reach around to unclasp her bra, knowing that removing the last barrier is powerful for her. But when it falls to the floor, and those tits are revealed to me, there’s no holding back my groan.
“Jesus fucking Christ. You…you’re… fuck, Sadie. Specs. You’re gorgeous.” I stumble over my words, my brain completely fried by this woman.
“Touch me?” she asks, and those two words are all I need.
My hands cover her tits, squeezing the flesh before thumbing her nipples into stiff peaks. I dip my head down and cover one with my mouth, teasing it with my tongue as she grips my shoulders.
“Oh God, yes!”
I move to the other one, lavishing it the same way. Her hands start to roam across my back, over my shoulders, and down my arms. And everywhere she touches, heat follows.
“I need to taste you,” I mumble, kissing my way down the soft slope of her stomach. I crouch down again, bringing me perfectly in line with her glistening sex. It’s all I can do not to dive right in, but I make myself look up at her, checking in. There’s no trace of hesitation, just need.
Using my thumbs, I part her folds, then lean in and swipe my tongue up her slit, groaning as the taste of her explodes on my tongue, sweet and musky. “Fuck,” I moan, licking her again and again, my fingers slipping and sliding around her sex as I feast on her like a starving man given his first meal. I suck her clit into my mouth, letting my teeth graze the hood just lightly, but enough to make her shriek and grip my hair tight enough to hurt. I lean into her, shoving my entire fucking face into her pussy, letting her cover me in her juices. I could die here a happy man. Her hips start to grind against me, and it’s a damn good thing the couch is behind her because I can feel her shaking as I lick and suck.
“Oh God, I’m gonna… Oh God!”
That’s all the warning I get before her body trembles into her orgasm. My only regret is that a part of me wasn’t inside of her to feel it.
“I want another, Specs. I want you to come all over me again and fucking again.”
“Maverick, I can’t,” she gasps, her hands grabbing at me. I lift myself up to stand and grip her chin.
“Yeah. You can. And you will.”
Not giving a fuck about the fact that my face is covered in her, I kiss her and swallow down her moan. Then I’m back on my knees, this time lifting one leg over my shoulder before dragging my fingers through her dripping sex.
“You’re gonna squeeze me so goddamn tight, Specs. We’re not stopping until I’ve felt you come on my fingers and my cock.”
I slide one digit in, then draw it out and put it in my mouth, sucking deeply, my eyes trained on hers.
“Holy crap,” she breathes, and I give her a wicked grin.
The next time it’s two fingers, and I slide them in and out a few times, twisting one way, then the other, watching her reactions to figure out what she likes. When I stroke against the walls of her pussy, her back arches, those lush tits pushing out, begging for my touch. But my hands are busy.
