AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“It’s not part of the deal.”
“Do you want it to be?”
“No!” she snaps. “Do you?”
“Of course.”
“Why?”
I look down at her sex. “You’re all pretty and pink and you smell fantastic.”
She giggles, which makes me feel like I’ve won the damn lottery.
“You really don’t have to,” she says shyly.
“But can I?”
“I guess…if you really want to.”
“I think about eating you out every night before I go to bed, so yeah—I’d say I really want it.”
“I’d always figured you’d think about…other things…”
“I think about all kinds of things, but this is a favorite fantasy of mine, and I hope it will be for you as well.”
Her legs loosen.
Progress.
I settle into position as her fingers rake through my hair. I’m so fucking horny, I can hardly think straight, but I only get this one chance to make it good for her, and I’m determined to make her lose her damn mind.
And sure enough, the moment my lips connect with her slit, she lets out a guttural moan that tells me my job is going to be easy. Her hips shift ever so slightly, telling me she very much wants what I’m dishing.
I work her clit with a feather-light touch, choosing to prolong her pleasure, but with how worked up she’s getting, I’m not sure if I’ll have much of a say in the matter.
“Oh, God…”she cries, her legs trembling as they close around my cheeks again. I push them apart ever so gently, to give myself room to work.
She’s already close, bucking against my mouth. My balls feel as though they’re about to explode, but I drive all thoughts of pleasure from my head, choosing to focus on Britney.
But as I try to slow her release, she pushes my head down, grinding, seeking precious friction that only I can give her.
Gone is the uncertain girl who could hardly stand to look at me. In her place, a woman in desperate need of gratification.
And I get to be the man who gives it to her.
I circle the bud of her clit, increasing my tempo as she rides my face, edging closer to release. And when she falls, abandoning all inhibitions and giving herself over to me completely, a powerful feeling of devotion washes through me.
Britney is mine.
I’ve claimed her.
And even if I never get to fuck her, I’m going to protect her until my dying breath.
I’ll never hurt her or leave her wanting. She’s mine to provide for, and I’ll gladly do so.
Even if it leaves nothing for me.
Her cries of pleasure turn into soft moans, and when her body twitches from overstimulation, I kiss her thighs and retreat, allowing her to recover.
