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“Not yet,” I whisper again into her soft, warm cleavage. “I want to make it last.” I trail a hand over her again, breasts to belly, then further down, slipping my fingers between the wet folds of her pussy. She’s soaking wet, and it’s sogratifying, the mess she’s making of herself, and all for me.
As for the sofa, I never liked it much anyway. If we ruin it, I’ll gladly replace it.
Or…perhaps I’ll keep it.
I press a kiss to her mouth as my own arousal builds, fueled by her moans and the wet heat between her thighs. I slide lower, leaving a trail of open-mouthed kisses over her stomach. Her thighs part for me instinctively and I settle between them, drinking in the sight of her glistening cunt.
“My God, you are lovely,” I sigh.
She’s breathing hard, a light in her eyes I haven’t seen before when I glance up at her. “I want to see you, too,” she tells me. “Take off your clothes.”
With a smirk, I rise up to my feet. “You only had to ask, darling.” I strip off quickly, and then, to my surprise, she pulls me forward onto the sofa, straddling her on my knees, and she buries her face between my breasts with a satisfied sigh. I wrap my arms around her, keeping her there just as surely as she is anchoring me with her arms around my waist, and we pause, breathing in tandem.
And then she’s moving, wriggling down, positioning herself carefully so her mouth lines up just right with my pussy—her hot breath making me needier than I already was. I stroke her hair, petting her as she licks, sucks, teases, pressing her tongue flat against my clit, and I let my head fall back, unable to keep the soft noises from escaping my lips.
She’s not inexperienced at this, no indeed. There’s a sexy sureness to her, a knowledge of what she’s doing, and...oh, she’s doing it well. Her lips are soft, but not too soft, her tongue is just right.
“God, you taste so good,” she mumbles.
“That’s it,” I whisper, “that’s it, darling, just like that.” I want to spread my legs wider, but I’m afraid I’ll crush her, so I just buck against her face and encourage her, plead with her,Yes, yes, just like that, oh God, right there.
It’s coming for me—the wave. I can feel it building fast now, as her tongue begins a slow, steady swirl around my clit, arhythmic pressure that’s exactly what I need.
How does she know? God, how does she know...
I grip her hair with both hands, not to guide her, but to hold onto something, to keep myself grounded. My legs are shaking, my thighs flexing, my whole body ready to come apart for her. I can barely breathe...
The wave crashes over me, and I feel myself disappear in that moment, lose my footing and fall into the abyss. I’m pulled apart into atoms, nothing but a wash of pure, liquid pleasure as the orgasm rises, crests, and spreads out through me.
She’s still licking me through it softly when I come back to myself, drifting up to the surface, and my God, I hope I haven’t drowned her. I slump to one side, flopping across the sofa, legs still shaking as I give a breathless laugh.
“Natalie,” I pant out, “that was fucking incendiary.”
Desire still has her in its grip, but she smirks, dives forward to kiss me, let me taste myself on her lips.
But that’s not the flavor I’m looking for right now.
“I need to taste you,” I groan at her. She’s moving over me on the sofa, her tongue on my nipples, her need still burning hot as a furnace, while mine has died a little to a glow.
I wanted the edge off.Neededthe edge off, and now I can take my time with her.
“Well?” she asks, coming back to nuzzle into my neck. “Have I earned it?”
“Oh, darling,” I breathe. “Don’t worry. You’ll get exactly what you need.”
I push her up, then back, draping her over the sofa so that she’s laid out before me, her body a buffet.
And I’m starving for her.
She watches me between half-lidded eyes, a sweet rosy flush spreading down from her chest to her breasts, her nipples tight at the center of those gorgeous, trembling tits. I reach out to feel them, cup them, have them shudder against my palms in time with her shaking breath.
And then I grip her by the hips, yank her down a little, get her legs over my shoulders. She lets out a huff of surprise, a smile on her face, and watches me lower my mouth—slowly, so slowly—to her drenched core.
She’s delicious.
Oh, God, she’sdelicious; asweet honey-musk, her clit sliding over my tongue, hot and thick. I lick her, suck her, taste her again. I’m hungry for her, hungry to taste everything thatmakes herNatalie.
I’ve never been this greedy for a woman before.
