I moaned at the taste of chocolate on her skin. I immediately moved to kissing her for real, my need for her growing with each swipe of my tongue. I couldn’t take the tension anymore. I wanted her. I needed her.
Her hands tugged on the knot tied around my waist. She freed me from the robe and instantly nipped at my shoulders. I jolted, and she stopped to look at me. I nodded. I was more than okay. She went back to sucking my shoulder, and my head flew back and my legs parted on their own. I knew I was going to have marks tomorrow, but I didn’t care. It felt too good, and I wasn’t about to tell her no to anything.
She cupped my breasts and kissed down my neck and chest, leaving a trail of want and desperation until she got to my clit, where she didn’t touch. I groaned in protest when she came back up and kissed me.
She grinned at my frown and started the process all over again. She teased me with every swipe of her tongue, every light scratch of her nails on my nipples, every warm breath coasting across my skin.
Eventually, after what seemed like an eternity, she finally gave in and her tongue circled my clit.
I closed my eyes and shamelessly arched into her mouth, gripping on to the couch. I was so desperate that I wasn’t above begging already.
It wasn’t my fault, though. It was hers. The way she worked her tongue and lips together while also lightly nipping at my clit had me feral and willing to sell everything I had for an orgasm. She knew my body better than I did at this point, and it never took long for me to gasp for air as I came all over her.
After she drank up every drop I gave her, she settled next to me and asked if I was okay. I nodded, still feeling the rush of my orgasm.
Even after countless times together, she always made sure I was okay, no matter what. That was one of the things I loved about her, about us.That no matter how many times we’d slept together, or what kind of sex it was, we always made sure we were consenting every step of the way.
She smiled and kissed my forehead, settling back on the couch.
“Oh, you think you’re going to blow my mind and that’s it? Did you forget today is your birthday? Get on the floor, Kaia. It’s your turn.”
She looked at me, stunned. I rarely got demanding like that during sex, usually content to just let whatever happened happen. But not today. It was her birthday, and I wanted the satisfaction of seeing her come apart under my touch.
Without a word of protest ,she bit her lip and lowered herself to the ground, pushing the table farther away from the couch.
“I want to give you a little treat. Something you’ve been talking about but we haven’t done yet.”
Her eyes lit up like she knew exactly what I was talking about. I’d never done it before, but I was getting horny just at the thought of it and picturing how it would feel. I wanted us to come together, and I knew this was one way to do it.
I lowered myself to her and took off her robe, kissing her collarbone exactly where I knew she’d jolt from the touch.
“Are you sure?” she asked when I backed away an inch to look into her eyes. “I know we’ve talked about it, but I’m not even sure it’s possible, and I don’t want you to get disappointed if it doesn’t work out.”
I grabbed her face and kissed her deeply, swallowing any doubts. I knew it would work, for both of us.
“Kaia. Sweet Kaia. I can come just from you licking any part of my body, okay? I’m not worried about that. And if you can’t, then we’ll switch positions and I’ll eat your pussy until you come in my mouth. But either way, we’re going to scissor, okay? So be a good girl and open up.”
She tossed her head back and did as I asked, baring herself to me. I smiled before I leaned down and rewarded her with a few slow licks, already feeling how ready she was for this. If she touched me, she’d know exactly how ready I was too. Even after coming, I was ready to go again.
I placed three soft kisses on her inner thigh, asking for consent. Shetapped once on my shoulder, and I grinned, thankful I got to keep going.
I sucked gently on her clit, enjoying the way her hands found themselves in my hair and how she pushed me just a little closer to her. She’d come, but not like this. I was just getting her warmed up.
I could feel her getting closer to coming with the way she stopped grinding into me, and how her back arched. That was when I stopped licking. When I felt a warm drop of liquid on my tongue, I groaned and felt my own arousal building.
I looked at her and grinned. She was right where I wanted her. Panting, messy hair, frown on her face. She was confused, but she was close to letting go.
I sat up and positioned myself. Her mouth parted when she realized what I was doing. “Oh my God.” She moaned and threw her head back as both of our clits came into contact.
The feeling was something I’d never felt before. I didn’t know why I’d never done it, but now I didn’t think I could do anything else. Besides oral. I really loved oral.
I started slowly. Holding her knee and rocking back and forth. I never took my eyes off her. Seeing her expressions sped up my orgasm. Her eyes were squeezed closed, her mouth open, and every so often, I could see her mouthing,FuckorDaisyorOh my God,and it made me want to go slower and savor the moment.
After a short time, I was drenched and my orgasm was building, but right before that peak, I lifted myself and squirted a little. I always did if we stopped right before an orgasm. It made it so much better.
She opened her eyes and frowned at me. “What’s wrong? Is it not working for you? I was so close.”
I grinned. “Oh, it’s working for me all right, but I want to see you when you come. Eyes on me, Kaia.”
