I squirmed underneath the command of his tongue as he suckled my clit. Oak ate my pussy with his heart and soul, not just his mouth. The only time he came up for air was to admire me.
“Mmm. Look how fuckin’ pretty she is.” He growled in the sexiest, gravelly tone my ears had ever heard. “Make a mess all over my beard. I’ma clean it all up.”
Upon instinct, I wrapped my legs around his neck like a bowtie. I bucked forward, winding and bucking my hips against his soft lips and warm tongue. My hands reached for his headful of coily hair, holding his head as I tried to stifle my moans, but it felt so fucking good.
I moaned as my chin tilted toward the starry sky. “Fuck, Oak. Just like that.”
The sound of his name on my lips was like a desperate plea for release from all the stress and tension that surrounded me. And without saying another word, he sank two fingers into me while his thumb slowly circled my clit in a hypnotizing rhythm. It was just gentle enough to soothe me with enough pressure to send electric shocks buzzing through my sweet spot. My legsneared surrender, shaking like tambourines as pleasure flooded my body.
“Mmm, fuck,” I whispered before my jaws clenched with raw pleasure.
His response was to spread them wider to allow greater access to my pussy—his private playground. I shivered under the combination of the cool breeze, his thick fingers, and his warm tongue—arching my back off the hard chair to offer myself exclusively to him.
Oak’s lips and tongue continued their erotic dance against my flesh as if he could go on for hours—teasing, tasting, and pleasing me. As badly as I wanted to contain it, I couldn’t help but moan again and again, praying they’d be drowned out by the sounds from the nocturnal animals in the surrounding woods and the crackling fire.
I whimpered as my toes curled in my socks. “Eat that fuckin’ pussy just like that. I’m so close.”
He pulled back slightly so he could get a better look at me. “I swear I’m gonna fuckin’ marry you someday,” he murmured. “Now cum for me.”
The sensation overwhelmed me, although in the moment, I wasn’t sure what triggered the avalanche between my thighs—the feel of his tongue or the sound of his declaration. Either way, every nerve ending in my body shut down and rebooted simultaneously.
I purred. “F-fuck, Oak.”
“I love it when you say my name,” he affirmed from between my thighs while proudly slurping my love juices like leftover milk from a bowl of cereal.
As sated as I was, I wasn’t done. There was still an overwhelming desire to feel every inch of his rich, melanated dick deep inside of me.I gazed into his chocolate brown eyes and saw the hunger in them as he lifted himself off his knees. Irecognized the look as if I’d been staring back at my reflection. He wanted it just as badly as I did—to feel the connection that only we shared.
Without speaking, he picked me up and tossed me over his shoulder as if I were weightless. My childish giggle was genuine as he quietly carried me in the direction of the cabin.
“Oak, wait,” I whispered while slapping at his shoulder. “Put me down.”
He halted and placed me back on my feet. I was missing slippers, my pants, and panties, but neither of us cared about those minor details.
“What’s wrong?”
“Wecannotgo inside. If we do, there’s a ninety-nine percent chance we’re gonna get caught. You know Mama Gray has ears like a hawk, nigga,” I reminded him.
The cabin was too damn quiet and old enough to creak. After all, it was after midnight. Any sound we made would most definitely be heard, and I couldn’t take that chance.
Oak chuckled, refusing to heed my warning before reaching between my thighs and sliding his middle finger inside me.
“I’m a grown-ass man, Lex. Tell me you don’t want this, and I’ll stop.”
His touch made my knees feel hollow, and I leaned into him for stability. I felt my mind fuzzing over with each stroke of his finger. “You know I do.”
“Then stop playin’ and let me give you this dick.”
I playfully rolled my eyes as I managed to ease his finger out of me. “Don’t act like you ain’t scared of your mama, nigga. Remember that time you got caught with that girl in the house after your senior prom? She about strangled you and her for fucking under her roof.”
He paused before a soft chuckle slipped past his lips. “Fuck it. You right. C’mon.”
Oak swept me off my feet and marched around the side of the cabin, his footsteps making chomping sounds against the leaves and small twigs underfoot.
“Is this better?”
I nodded. “Yeah, but we have to be quiet.”
He grinned mischievously before crashing his lips against mine. I gasped into his mouth, and he swept his tongue inside, tasting me, claiming what had always been his. There was so much longing and passion in his kiss that I felt my juices dripping down my inner thighs almost instantly.
