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Nor did I lick slowly.
My tongue slid through the opening of her pants and flicked across her clit.
Fuck, she tasted good.
“Oh God!”
I tore an even larger hole to fit my face and focused on the very top of her pussy, swiping back and forth over that sensitive spot. My finger probed her wetness.
Twisting.
Turning.
A rhythm that was making her scream, “Ford!”
She ground her hips over me, causing my tongue to move faster.
Harder.
I added another finger, filling her with two, arching my wrist to give her G-spot more friction.
When I glanced up, she was staring down at me, eyes that were animalistic, lips that were parted and hungry.
“Sydney, ride my fucking face.”
As she balanced on my shoulders, her head tilted back, her tits high in the air, her fingers stabbed me.
She rocked.
Back and forth.
And each time, my tongue swiped her.
“Faster,” I barked.
Even though I couldn’t get enough of her taste.
Even though I could have her in this position all day.
I wanted her to come.
“Oh, yes!”
She was close.
Her body was giving me every sign—her clit hardening, her pussy tightening around my fingers.
And she was fucking dripping.
But she needed just a little more.
A final push that would make her shudder.
So, I increased my speed. I thrust my fingers in and out of her, and I waited until her breaths ended in moans before I barked, “Come on my fucking face.” I connected eyes with her. “Right now.”
Within a few more licks, she was shuddering. “Ford!” She inhaled a deep breath, gasping, “Oh my God!”
I sucked on her clit, flicking the end with the tip of my tongue, watching the beat of the orgasm burst through her.
“Yesss,” she cried.
Nothing was hotter or more satisfying than owning Sydney’s movements.
Then watching the pleasure spread across her.
Then having her turn so sensitive that even my tongue was too much.
She lifted her pussy off my mouth, so I could no longer reach her, and she backed up.
I swallowed her delicious taste down my throat and said, “Now, fucking ride me.”
A grin came across her mouth as she shimmied down the rest of my body. “I need something first.” She started to tug off my shorts and boxer briefs, eyeing my cock the second it sprang free.
Desire was etched across her face, and I knew where this was going.
What she wanted.
What she was about to give me.
Goddamn, this girl.
She surrounded my crown and began to bob down my shaft.
“Oh fuck.” I banged the back of my head onto the bench, taking in the sensation of her throat. “Yes. Suck it.”
This girl knew how to give head.
She used her hands, twisting her fingers around my shaft until she reached the base, rising to the center, where her fist met her lips.
That pattern repeated.
And with each dip, my hips drove up, and my fingers tightened around her hair.
“Fuck, Sydney …”
I was paralyzed on this bench.
Drowning in pleasure.
I wanted to shoot my load into her mouth.
