“Open.”
She opened her mouth ever so slightly and let me slide my finger in. Closing her eyes again, she greedily wrapped her tongue around my finger and enthusiastically sucked on it.
“I wish it was your cock,” she mumbled, and fuck, hearing her talk like that sent all the rush to my dick.
“Such a dirty mouth,” I said.
“Always,” she whispered, looking me deep into my eyes.
I let her have her fun for a few more seconds before slipping my finger out again.
“You are truly incomparable,” I whispered, nuzzling her cheek. “Just beautiful.”
I looked down to see that she started to rub her clit faster and faster, while her moans grew ever louder.
“Shhh, slow down,” I murmured.
With a strong hand, I grabbed hers and pulled it away, before kneeling before her again. She groans in protest and looks at me hesitantly. I give her a reassuring smile, and her eyes soften towards me.
“Open,” I ordered. “Be a good girl for me and spread your legs.”
She threw her head back and spread her legs obediently, ready to let me do whatever I had in mind.
A timid smile crept on her face, and she looked away to avert my gaze, but I quickly grabbed her chin again, forcing her to face my wide grin, as I knelt before her.
A proud chuckle escaped her as she looked down into my eyes. “I’m the only woman who can get you on your knees,” she whispered.
I shook my head. “You’re the only woman who’s ever gotten meon my knees.”
“Touch me,” she begged. “Please.”
I could’ve came right then and there, hearing my biggest obsession, the love of my life, beg me.
“Let’s see if I can do something nice for you,” I stated, my other hand sliding up her thigh. “Or, rather, to you.”
My face hovered above her knees as I spanned my fingers over her aching pussy and started massaging it. She closed her eyes and bit her lower lip when she felt my fingers slip inside her, exploring her pussy and rubbing her.
“Look at you squeezing my fingers with your tight pussy,” I praised.
Her breath staggered, signalling to me she was close to her orgasm, and I withdrew my fingers.
“Look how wet you are,” I whispered, before sliding my fingers into my mouth. “Just perfect.”
“Time for your reward, baby?” I asked with a playful smile.
Her eyes widened as she nodded with devotion.
“Do you want to come for me?” Her toes curled in her heels.
“Yes,” she answered, not daring to take her eyes off of me.
“You’ll have to ask for it,” I demanded, that hungry spark in my eyes flaring up.
“Can I please come?” She pleaded under her breath.
“Hm?”
“Can I please come for you?” she corrected herself.
