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“Babygirl, I like what I see, very much,” he added, as if he knew I was sitting there bare bottomed on the table, questioning everything. His lips kissed the inside of my thigh, and I couldn’t help but quiver against him.
“You do?”
“I do. This pretty pink pussy is so tempting right now. A part of me wants to taste it. Another wants to tease it so that you beg for me to make you come, and an even louder part of me is screaming for me to fuck it,” he explained. His steely gaze held mine, and my blood seemed to boil with every word.
He started kissing my thighs, trailing his tongue up and down my sensitive flesh. With a quiet moan, I tried to hold myself up.
“Lie back, babygirl. I want to worship these gorgeous thighs,” he demanded.
His lips glided up and down my thighs, setting my soul on fire with every kiss as I lowered my back to the table. He never approached my pussy directly, but he got close several times. I bit my lip when he pulled away from my center, trying to keep myself from pleading for him to put his mouth where I wanted it the most.
I don’t know how long this lasted, but it felt like forever. My hips started to roll of their own accord, almost like my body was begging him to kiss me there instead.
He kept taunting me, forcing my body to such a heightened arousal I no longer knew what to do. I’d never experienced anything like this, not in my own bed or even with my own fingers between my thighs.
This was so much more than all of that combined.
“Please, I need…”
“I’m enjoying myself, Natasha,” he scolded, and my pussy clenched down hard.
“I can’t…”
Just then, he kissed directly on top of my clit, and I could have sworn my soul left my body for a perilously long second. My back arched clean off the table, and I cried out, consumed by the delicious pleasure that coursed through me from such a strategically placed kiss.
“I want…”
“What do you want, babygirl?”
“Don’t make me say it,” I pleaded. He continued his kisses down my thighs, but now I wanted those lips on my pussy more than anything.
“I love the taste of this sweet little pussy, babygirl.”
I moaned, immediately overwhelmed with the wicked words coming out of his mouth. My hips rocked. I couldn’t keep still anymore to save my life. My fingernails dug into the tablecloth, trying to hold on even as the rest of me spiraled out of control.
“Oh please,” I begged.
“Are you feeling needy?”
“Yes!” I wailed.
“What do you want, babygirl?”
I bit my tongue, the words too shameful to say. I couldn’t ask for him to keep his mouth on my clit, could I?
“I can keep teasing you all night, sweet girl. Is that what you want?”
My thighs twitched involuntarily. I shook my head. I didn’t want that. More than anything, I wanted to come, and I wanted him to make me.
He kissed my clit once more, and my body visibly shook.
“No, that’s not what I want,” I whined.
“You’ve never had a man’s mouth on this pretty pink pussy, have you?” His grin was utterly wicked, and I couldn’t think of anything that I wanted more than that, but most of all I wanted it to be him.
“I haven’t,” I said and felt myself blush.
“Has anyone ever looked at this gorgeous pussy before?”
