I glance up, dipping my tongue into her belly button, watching her head fall back before suddenly and almost violently, she comes to her senses.
“Jesus,” she shrieks, pulling my hair as her arms shoot up. “I’m losing it.”
“Ow, fuck,” I whine, rubbing my head.
Margot covers her mouth, laughing as she stares down at me. “I’m sorry.” She looks around again, whispering to me, “But you can’t do that… Somebody could catch us.”
I stay where I am, now on my knees, looking up at her.
“They could.” I wink. “Or maybe they won’t.”
Her eyes give away how that excites her. Fuck, I like how expressive she is because it makes it really easy to read her thoughts when they get dirty.
I bring a hand to her hip before bringing the last of my ice cream to right below her belly button as I speak.
“Do you know what I’ve been thinking about all day?”
She shakes her head, then says, “Ice cream?”
I grin, smearing it lower. “Nope.”
There’s a sharp intake of breath before I drag my hand down her hip and over to the front of her yellow bottoms. My middle finger dips inside as I slowly tug them down, letting the back of my finger part her lips and run over her clit.
“Oh fuck,” she whimpers.
I look up at her as I glide sticky sweetness over her pussy. “I’ve been thinking about how you taste.”
The cone hits the ground just as my mouth presses to her cunt.
Her whole body contracts, hunched over my head, as I yank her bottoms down further and open-mouth kiss her cunt. Shepushes at my shoulders, but I’m an animal with a fistful of her bottoms in one hand as I chase her pussy, wanting more.
“Oh my god,” she squeals before I wrap an arm around her, holding her still so I can eat.
My tongue flattens over her clit before I suck it gently. In turn, Margot hugs my head. She’s completely uninhibited, possessed by her need as I greedily lick and kiss her pussy.
“Please don’t stop,” she pants.
My head moves and tilts as I lick every inch of her clean. Fuck this ice cream. I’ve never tasted anything better than her.
I can’t help myself. I bring my hand to her cunt, gripping it the way I would her face if I were kissing her mouth as I eat and eat.
Her fucking clit pulses against my tongue, but I know that means she’s getting close. It’s time to stop.
Fuck. I can’t stop. I want her coming all over my goddamn face.
“Yes…oh god. Yes…”
Her hips are moving, and my mind is screaming at me. It doesn’t help that my dick is rock hard either.
“Brooks, don’t stop,” she pants.
But with a superhero amount of willpower, I do just that.
I stop.
“Noooo,” she growls.
My mouth leaves her clit with a popping sound as I breathe heavily only inches from her wet cunt. Margot pulls the fuck out of my hair, trying to bring my face back before I nab her wrist and rock back onto my feet to stand.
