Page 64 of Before the Sunset


Font Size:  

I ran my tongue along her slit, and her body jolted off the bed. My God, how had she gone this long without being touched? I knew she’d had sex, but she clearly had never really been touched. Not the way a woman should be.

Not the way this woman deserved to be.

I took my time, licking and tasting every goddamn inch of her.

If I died right here, right now, my tombstone would read:Finnegan Charles Reynolds died eating the best pussy of his life.

“Finn, please. I can’t wait anymore,” she whined, and I pulled back to look at her. A layer of sweat covered her sweet body, her skin flushed and lips swollen from where I’d kissed her.

Her gaze held mine before I winked at her, pressing my thumb along her clit as my tongue went back to work. Her thighs squeezed against my ears as she bucked like a wild fucking bull.

Mywild fucking bull.

I slipped my tongue in and out. Her walls were so tight I didn’t know how my dick would ever fit, but at the moment, I was in fucking ecstasy. I pressed my thumb harder, making little circles, somehow knowing exactly what she needed.

I felt her body tense just before she let go. She cried out my name with a gasp. Her pussy constricted around me as she rocked against my face. I sucked and licked and waited for her to ride out every last bit of pleasure.

My hands gripped her hips and kept her right there until she slowed. Her breaths were still wild and out of control, and I let go of the hold I had on her. I raised my head to look at her before moving up beside her, where her head was resting, a layer of sweat covering her cheeks and forehead. Her sage greens locked with mine, and she smiled.

“Wow,” she whispered. “I think the friends-with-benefits plan was the best idea we’ve had in a long time.”

“Better than the plan I had in third grade to see who could eat more sloppy joes in one sitting?”

“Well, I vomited for two hours after that brilliant plan, so I’d say this one is much better.”

“I’d eat your pussy over a sloppy joe every day of the week.”

She covered her face with her hands and laughed. “Oh my God, Finn. Stop.”

I wrapped my fingers around her wrists and pulled her hands away. “I’m not kidding. You have a spectacular pussy. Like the gold standard of all pussies. You should be proud. And I got to be the lucky bastard to taste you first.”

“Those are words I never thought I’d hear you say.” She shook her head.

“Me, too. But after that, I would tattoo those words across my chest.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. It was that good.”

“Thank you for—” She looked away, and I ran my fingers over her tits because I couldn’t help myself. Her gaze returned to mine. “Thank you for showing me how it could be.”

“There’s a lot more where that came from,” I teased.

Her hand moved between us as she rolled onto her side and stroked my erection over my boxers. “I want to taste you now, Finn.”

“You sure about that? Tonight is supposed to be about you and what you want.”

She pushed up on her knees and looked down at me. “I want to make you feel as good as you just made me feel. That’s what I want.”

“Well, then. I can’t turn down the beautiful woman with the magic pussy, can I?”

“At least not until after the holidays,” she teased, but it was a reminder that I had my work cut out for me. She thought this was temporary.

I knew that it wasn’t.

She rubbed her hands together, and my dick jumped to attention. He was already straining against my briefs, but now the bastard was threatening to tear through the fabric.

She leaned down and carefully tugged my boxers down as I sucked in a breath at the thought of what was to come.

Source: www.allfreenovel.com
Articles you may like