Page 84 of Tell It To The Waves

“Boo!” She blows out to me.

Sitting up, I maneuver myself to the edge of the bed and watch her turn back to the den door, shutting it quietly.

Turning to me, her hands still on the doorknob behind her, she stands in a light green summer dress adorned with little white polka-dots.

Swallowing, I track her as she takes tentative steps from the door to the end of the bed, stopping right in front of me. I spread my legs farther apart, and she steps between them.

Her hand reaches out and touches the scruff I’m now sporting on my face. “I like this,” She whispers to me.

My hand reaches out, touching her inner leg, just above her knee.

I watch her suck her bottom lip into her mouth, letting my fingers keep trailing under the dress. Her breath hitches, which just eggs me on even more.

“You’re all I’ve been thinking about, August. I don’t want to be just friends. It’s not right to want to fuck your friends. And I want to fuck you, August.” I growl out to her, my words nothing but the truth. Grabbing her hand, I bring it to my lips, kissingeach of her fingers before sucking her index finger into my mouth.

“Oh, okay.” She mewls.

I look up at her, and her eyes are closed. “Open them, look at me.”

She slowly opens them, hunger reflecting back at me.

Letting her hand drop, I roam mine up both sides of her legs until I get to her panties, pulling them down, the whole time not breaking eye contact.

I see her neck bob up and down with a swallow.

Her blue thong falls to her feet. Lifting the front of her sundress up, I marvel at her pussy that’s right in front of my face. Moving in closer to it, eyes still connected, I let my hot breath blow over her. “Do you want me to fuck you, August?”

Her eyebrows furrow, mouth falling open, “Yes.” She moans.

Poking my tongue out, I gently swipe from her pubic bone, down her pubic hair and over her clit. Her hand comes to my shoulder, squeezing.

While still trailing my tongue up and down over her clit, which barely peeks out between her folds, I pull my boxers down, lifting my ass and down my legs; my dick springs free. “Take your dress off.” I break contact with her.

In seconds, the dress is pulled up and thrown on the floor, leaving her naked body standing in front of me as I marvel at the way her breasts hang, full and round. Using both my hands, I spread her lips, pulling back, revealing her clit. Pink and perfect. The pink bulbus flesh alluring. I don’t give her a heads up before I suck it into my mouth. Her moan rips loudly from her lips before she throws the hand she’s not using on my shoulder over her mouth to stifle her moans.

The taste of her explodes on my taste buds, addicting and something only August’s. I feverishly start licking her, my tongue roaming between her folds, spreading them apart.

Her hand tightens on my shoulder, and she starts grinding against my tongue. I let her for a few moments until I pull away from her. August widens her eyes, her mouth opening to say something, but I stop her with my words, “Ride me.”

She smiles seductively at me before she straddles my legs, my dick hard as a rock, pre-cum sitting on the tip. Her hand comes between us, holding my shaft, and slowly gliding the tip of my dick from her clit to her entrance. I attack her mouth, and she cries into it when she lowers herself onto me all the way to the hilt. She’s slow at first, but then she begins to bounce. I pull her bottom lip with my teeth all the while, ignoring the sting of her leg brushing my injury, concentrating on the way she squeezes me with each glide up and down.

Letting her lips loose, I grab her breast, squeezing them. August throws her head back, grinding even harder onto me, while I quietly praise her before sucking in a nipple before I let it loose.

Lifting her head up, “I’m going to come.” She pants.

“Come,” I tell her, and she throws her arms around my neck, holding on for dear life and fucks me, coming on my cock. The sensation and movement are too much; I come inside her, and she greedily rides her orgasm out.

We sit there panting; a light dusting of sweat covers us both. She smiles and I steal her lips as my dick stays cocooned inside her pussy.

Laying her forehead on mine, “Where do we go from here, Bohdi?” Her words breathless.

“Wherever you want to,” I tell her honestly, because it’s all up to her. I’m letting her decide.

“I want us. I want you. But I’m scared. What if this doesn’t work out?”

“But what if it does, August?” I parrot back to her.

“I can’t handle another heartbreak.” Her eyes well with tears.