“Oh God,” she whimpers.
I hold her eyes as I lick her again, letting the deep groan spill from the back of my throat. She really does taste sweet. I groanagain as I sink into her, pressing a hungry, open-mouthed kiss there, covering as much of her cunt as I can with my mouth.
She quivers as I nip her clit between my teeth, then suck on it gently.
My balls are heavy, and my dick’s straining against my zipper. I could come just by doing this.
Her fingers slide into my hair tentatively, like she’s still unsure. I grab the back of her hand and press her fingers into my scalp, holding her eyes.
“Whatever you think is too much, I can take a hundred times more, I assure you.”
She bites her lower lip, looking shy, so I use it as an opportunity to shove my tongue deep inside her and show her that I don’t intend to hold back, so neither should she.
Her lips part and she lets out a cross between a moan and a sob. The sound’s so heavy with relief that I know it isn’t all from being turned on in this moment. It’s from years of not knowing what it’s like to have a man on his knees between her thighs who would literally feel like he was dying if she denied him her taste.
I slide my hands underneath both of her ass cheeks, angling her cunt up like I’m presenting it on a platter for myself. It’s a struggle to keep my eyes from dropping closed as her delicious taste erupts over my taste buds, coating my tongue and lips with her slickness.
The only thing sweeter than her juices running down my chin is the light that’s igniting in her eyes as she sheds her last hesitations and tightens her grip on my hair, using it as leverage to grind against my face.
If I were a man who smiled, now would be one of those times.
Sinking into her, I suck, kiss, lick, and both worship and destroy her with my tongue, lapping up every drop of wetness that flows from her and swallowing them down, making them mine.
I eat her cunt like a starved man, holding her eyes the entire time and feeling my dick grow more and more painfully hard at each new spark of confidence that surges in her eyes as she watches me.
Only when her inner thighs are trembling around my ears and she’s lifting off the bench like she’s about to fucking levitate do I utter the words I’ve been longing to since last night.
“Come on my fucking face, Jude. Let me have it.”
She gasps as I thrust two fingers inside her, going straight for my target as I latch my mouth over her clit and suck at the same time as I flick my tongue over it like a man possessed.
The tightening of her cunt around my fingers, and the urgent wrenching of my hair tells me I’m in exactly the right place.
“Stop!” Jude pants. “I need to pee.”
“It’s okay, I’ve got you.”
I double down my efforts, flicking that swollen clit with my tongue like not just my life, but the life of the whole world south of the equator relies on it. And I finger her cunt like I’m a panning for goddamn gold.
“Woody!” she cries, trying to prise me off her with no effect.
“I’ve got you,” I repeat.
She relaxes a touch, then holds my head in place instead of trying to fight me.
I groan like I’m in pain, still maintaining eye contact with her as I work her with everything I have.
“Oh my God!” Her mouth pops wide, a flash of panic in her eyes.
Her cum gushes out around my fingers, followed by a surprised yelp that turns into a deep scream of pleasure.
My mouth leaves her clit for the briefest second, greedy to taste it. I guzzle up what I can, then return to her clit, flicking it fast with my tongue again.
“Wh-wh…” she pants, looking at me in confusion.
“Did your ex make you come like this, huh? Did he make you fucking squirt and soak his face?”
I continue my assault on her clit, loving the way she stares at me in disbelief as her body ripples, crushing my fingers.
