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“Helen,” I rasped. “What are you doing, baby?”
“Mmm.” Her sucks turned to light kisses, and her hand splayed on my back, pressing me closer.
“Are you dreaming?”
“Mmm.”
My hand shot up, fisting the side of her hair to tug her back. In the dawn light, her eyes were wide and startled, but fully awake.
“You know what you’re doing, Tiger?” I gruffed.
She lunged at my mouth, taking my bottom lip between hers for a long suck. “I know what I’m doing, Theodore.”
“You keep touching me like that, I’m going to need to touch you back.”
Helen sat up part way and yanked her shirt off her head. She stayed like that, letting me see her, watching me while I drank in her pretty tits, the tight, brown nipples, the perfectly round swell of them. Then she cupped one, thumbing her nipple, sighing.
I licked my top lip, hungry for her. “Give it to me.”
She dropped forward, bringing her breast to my mouth, and that was it. I was done, gone, fully lost in everything that was Helen. Latching on, I sucked deep, bringing more mewls from her. Her legs shifted and tangled with mine under the sheets. We grappled with each other, touching, kissing, licking.
Helen felt as good as I thought she would. God, she felt even better. Hot and solid, silky and soft, her skin was like nothing I’d ever had in my hands. I rolled her to her back, and she spread her legs, welcoming me between them. But if my cock came anywhere close to her heat, I’d need to be inside. Helen was on fire, but I wasn’t sure we were going there. Not now.
More importantly, I needed my mouth on her before I did anything else.
Rearing back on my knees, I took her in. Swollen lips. Silky hair spread over her white sheets. Puckered nipples. Taut belly. Perfection. The beauty ideal I hadn’t realized I’d carried with me my whole life until I found her.
She hooked her fingers on my waistband. “Stop wasting time, Theodore,” she panted. “Get back here.”
Cuffing her wrists, I tucked them to her sides. “Shut up and let me look at you. After I do that, I’m going to eat you until I’m satisfied.”
Her belly rippled with a breathy laugh. “Untilyou’resatisfied?”
“Yeah, baby. You woke me up, pulled me out of a peaceful sleep, so I need compensation. Eating your pussy is what I’m taking.” I patted her hip. “Lift up.”
She raised her butt from the bed so I could slide her shorts off. When I got a look at her, I nearly came in my underwear. Fromlooking. She wasn’t even touching me. Jesus, she was prettyeverywhere. Smooth skin, bare pussy, low, low tan lines, fucking gorgeous.
I traced the line where her skin went from tan to pale, only inches from her slit. “I need to see the bikini that gave you these tan lines. Then I need to burn it so no one else ever sees it.”
Her hips rolled. “Stop talking.”
Cupping her between her legs, I grazed her little clit with my thumb. “You want this? You want my mouth on you?”
Nodding, she wrapped her legs around my waist. “I’m beginning to think you’re all talk. Do you even know how to eat a puss—?”
Hands around her calves, I flipped her to her belly and slid my arm under her to raise her hips. Then I was on her, spreading her thighs and burying my face between them. She moaned at the first lash of my tongue, from clit to ass. I grunted in response, diving deeper, sucking, licking, tasting every inch of her. Holding on to her hips, my thumbs kept her lips parted, displaying all of her to me. Dark pink, glistening with my spit and her desire, she was a work of art. A gorgeous, naughty masterpiece.
Helen reached behind her to thread her fingers through my hair and curl them around a fistful of it. Using her grip on me, she shoved me closer, rocking her hips to ride my face.
“So good, Theo,” she cooed. “I’m going to come for you. I’ve never, Theo, I’ve never—” A long moan cut off whatever she’d been about to say.
“Theo,please, don’t stop. Don’t stop,” she begged.
If I could have spoken, I would have assured her I’d never stop. Never leave her alone until she got hers. And even then, I might not stop, not with her tasting the way she did, smelling and looking so perfect. I was already addicted.
Helen’s thighs started to shake. She reached forward, then outward, nails scrambling for purchase on the sheets. Neck arching, she tossed her head back, her long hair spilling all the way down her back to the base of her spine. My name fell from her lips on a drawn-out moan of soul-rending pleasure.
I flipped her to her back again and kept at her, licking her, sucking her, filling myself to the brim with her sweetness. Legs over my shoulders, heels digging into my back, Helen writhed on the bed, just as lost as I was. My cock was aching, pressing into the mattress, so close to losing it, I was shocked I hadn’t. My control was tenuous, but I held it so fucking tight, it was close to strangling. Because I could not lose it with this girl. Not all of it. I had to remember who she was, what she’d shown me, what she carried.
