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Angling so as not to place any weight on the still-tender area on her shoulders, I slip down, kissing as I go, tasting her as I go…
… Her neck, her beautiful swan neck…
… Dipping to the hollow of her collar bone…
Her face is flushed. Her breasts too. A spreading dark red tide over her chest and belly. I kiss a breast, the nipple stiffening as I watch, the skin around crinkling and darkening. It quivers with her heartbeat, rises and falls with her breathing…
No… With her panting…
She wants me too.
She wants me…
And who am I to disappoint a lady?
I glide south, kissing and tasting as I go. The sweet musky scent of her. The taste of salt as I explore her body with my mouth. The faint spice and bitterness of some soap or wash she's used.
Sliding lower, I kiss her belly and her mound. Her thighs. Her perfume is strong, billowing as she moves, parting her knees. Opening herself to me.
Glossy curls, trimmed neat, are damp and warm, scented of her, and her arousal. And as I move further, down and in, toward the succulent heat, she's wet. Her slit is swollen and red. She's hot, inside and out, her pussy lips engorged, her pussy flowing. A woman might moan and fake it, but some things can't be faked.
You really do want me…
My erection surges.
I kiss her lips, puffed scarlet around her pussy, open and welcoming me. Drawing heated flesh through my teeth, sucking and tugging, my face comes away wet, my tongue coated with brine and citrus.
She shivers under my mouth, streams under my tongue, then shudders as I slide first two, then three fingers inside her, splaying her wide, twisting up for her sweet spot so she knows I'm paying attention.
Every moan tightens my groin. Every whimper pressures my balls. Every gasp pumps up my shaft.
As I move to her clit, fingers tangle into my hair, combing through, stroking my scalp. It’s still hooded, but I peel the sliver of flesh back with a fingertip, exposing her. I kiss her bud, then suckle, and she yelps, pitching forward… The fingers clutch and bite… “Oh… God…” … and nails follow, pinpricks of pain that make my cock jump and throb.
I lift away to see her face. “Did I hurt you?”
She laughs, real joy there. “No, you didn’t hurt me. But it's kind of sensitive there. Just… um… take it easy.”
“My pleasure.” I drop down, returning to my task with tongue and lips. More gently now, away from the too-sensitive tip, I work the base and shaft of the tiny thing. She groans, moaning and murmuring under her breath, gurgling and gasping as I probe and massage. Laving her pearl in the heat of my lips, with my tongue, I stroke and caress, first lapping slowly, then flicking. She shivers and gasps, her pelvis jolting.
Her gasps turn to cries, then wails. The shivers grow to trembles, her tension mounting…
I'm so hard I ache…
The wails become howls, then…
Back arched, nails clutching into my scalp, she freezes…
A pause…
… then the scream…
Clamping my mouth over her pussy, I plunge in with my tongue, deep and hard and fast. Pulsing juices scald over my chin as her scream grows louder then, as I thumb at her clit, morphs to a shriek. “Stop!” she yells. “For fuck’s sake, stop!”
I pull away, swiping over my lips and chin with the back of my hand as I watch her quake and judder through orgasm. My shaft pulses in sympathy.
At length, she calms, relaxing back onto the blankets. Her grin meets mine through her still parted thighs. “Good?”
“Good? That was fantastic. You’re a man of many talents, Hickman.”
