Grinning, I press a kiss to her lips before lowering myself onto my knees. My fingers brush against her thighs, and I hear the sharp intake of breath coming from her, making me grin more.
Grabbing her right leg, I prop it over my shoulder and watch as her soaking wet pussy comes into clear view.
Holy fuck.
She’s so wet. Like soaking. And that’sallbecause of me.
“W-what are you doing?” She stutters.
My eyes move to look at her, and with a grin on my face, I say. “I’m hungry, and I’m getting my sweet fix for the day.”
Lilly is obsessed with popcorn, that’s where she gets her fix from. But me, I’m obsessed with her. And tasting her sweetness, it’s something I look forward to all the goddamn time.
I suppose, in a way, I’m like my mother. Both addicted to something. With her it was drugs, and with me, it’s Lilly.
I’ll always be addicted to Lilly.
My tongue darts out, lying flat against her pussy, and I grumble as I get the first taste of my favorite sweetness.
Addicted, I told you.
“Fuck, Greyson.” She moans. Her hands grip my hair, pulling at the strands, and as painful as it is, it’s also a huge turn on.
Who knew I loved hair pulling?
I close my eyes, savoring this moment as I suck her clit into my mouth, sucking slowly and twirling my tongue around causing her to moan, groan, and cry out my name.
If I wasn’t so preoccupied with the task at hand, I’d be grinning. And inside, I am. Feathering light touches around her stomach, my fingers inch higher and I pinch her nipple between my fingers. She moans louder, and the grip on my hair tightens.
“Greyson, please.” She whimpers.
“Patience, baby.” I grumble against her pussy.
Bringing my hand down from her tits, I thrust two fingers inside until my knuckles brush against her skin, and the sounds that reverberate around the room from her is like ecstasy. Her hips buckle, and the hand in my hair loosens slightly, before tightening again.
As my fingers thrust in and out of her, my tongue dances against her clit. She grinds herself into me, and I could feel her walls clenching against my fingers.
Curling my fingers, the pads of them press against her gspot, and a grumble leaves my throat as she cries out in pleasure.
“Greyson, I’m so close,” she confesses, but I already knew that. I could feel how close she was.“Please.”
I glance up at her to see her eyes rolling back, her face filled with complete euphoria.
“Fuck, I’m so in love with you.” I confess, my fingers diving into her.
“Greyson, please.” She begs.
“Say it back,” I remove my fingers, my movements stilling as I look at her. “Say you love me, and I’ll let you come.”
She doesn’t even need to tell me because either way, I’m going to let her come. But I wanted to hear it. I wanted to hear her velvety, raw, and breathless voice as she tells me that she loves me.
“Please let me come, Greyson.Please.” She grinds her hips, trying to get the friction, but I tsk, shaking my head.
“Say it.” I press my thumb against her clit.
“I love you, Greyson!” She cries out. “Please, baby. Please.”
Plunging my fingers back in, she cries, begging for more. Greedy girl. My thumb rubs against her clit, and my fingers curl and uncurl inside her.
