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I touch her clit only lightly, delving farther beneath to feel her wetness against my fingers. My cock hardens even further. God, I’m as hard as I’ve ever been. And I ache for release.
No!
No, no, no!
I will not fuck her. Not yet.
I let her nipple drop from my lips, and then I bring my fingers to my mouth. Just a tiny lick. A taste of her sweet cream. That’s all I need. Then I’ll resume.
She opens her eyes then, just in time to see me swirl my tongue around my fingers.
“That’s hot,” she says softly.
“And delicious,” I reply. And God, it is. Peaches, apples, oranges. I love them all, but none are as sweet as Callie’s pussy.
“There’s a lot more where that came from.” She smiles.
“We’ll get there, baby. I promise, we’ll get there.”
I steel myself once more. Her words make me want to be inside her, to feel her heat around me.
But instead, I go back to her breasts. I switch to her other nipple, kissing it, sucking it, while working the first with my fingers.
Again her back arches, her hips rise.
She’s so ready for me. Even now, I smell her musk, her sweet citrus tang. It lingers on my tongue.
I could kiss these nipples forever.
“God, you’re beautiful,” I rasp out against her sweet flesh.
She sighs. I drop her nipple then and kiss my way up to those beautiful lips. Again, I kiss her softly. Even though I want to shove my tongue in her mouth and take her in one of those raw kisses we’re both used to.
I have to keep it soft and gentle. Otherwise I’ll end up fucking her.
She swirls her tongue with mine, and I love every bit of it. The taste of her mouth, the texture of her tongue, and the inside of her cheeks, all of it. All of this kiss is everything. Everything I ever wanted, everything I ever needed, everything I ever dreamed of I find in this kiss with Callie.
I can’t help myself. I maneuver my hard cock between her thighs, let it dangle against her wet folds. It takes every ounce of strength I possess not to shove it inside her, but I don’t. I simply slide it through the wetness, relish this foretaste of the feast to come.
Then I move it away and break the gentle kiss. “I’m going to turn you over,” I tell her. “There’s a whole other side to your body I haven’t worshipped yet.”
She moans. With her help, I gently move her over so she’s facedown, her cheek against the pillow, her hair splayed into a glorious light-brown curtain.
I gaze at her then. Feasting on her with my eyes as I did when she was lying on her back. Her lovely milky shoulders, her sexy back, her gorgeous and perfectly shaped ass, and finally, those long and shapely legs.
If I didn’t have the urges of my cock driving me, I could gaze at her for hours upon hours and never grow tired of the sight. But my physical body takes over, and I fist my dick and give it a couple of good pulls.
Damn. Not the best idea I ever had. I could so easily slide between those beautiful ass cheeks, take her from behind.
And damn, I’ll do it, but—I gnash my gums and grit my teeth—not before I’m done worshipping her amazing body.
I want to slide my tongue between her cheeks. Give her that rimming that’s been on my mind since we first met. But if I go near her sweet pussy, this will all be over within seconds. So I climb on top of her, slide my lips down the curve of her neck.
And I push my cock into the small of her back.
It doesn’t satisfy me, but it staves off the most primal of my urges.
Her neck, oh yes, her neck. Soft and silky and milky. I kiss her, lick her, give her tiny nips with my teeth. Then I move upward slightly, tug on her earlobe, nibble on the outer shell of her ear.
Then I dip inside, fuck her ear with my tongue.
And that gets her roused.
She sighs beneath me, moves her hips upward, searching…
Searching for what I so want to give her at this moment.
I clamp my lips to her shoulder and suck, trying to ease the ache in my cock.
I suck hard.
Yeah, I’ll mark her. Mark her as mine. The idea overwhelms with yearning. I want to mark her.
Always.
She’ll always be mine.
Even when she’s not.
No. Can’t go there right now. Need to remain calm. Need to focus.
Make slow, sweet love to her. To Callie. To my Callie. My life.
I let go of her shoulder. Yes, that will leave a mark. I can’t bring myself to be sorry.
I kiss her lightly across both shoulders while I caress her sides, running my hands up and down her hips, the cheeks of her ass.
