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“Your pussy’s been naked under that dress this whole time?”
She nods slowly up at me.
“From now on, if your pussy is bare, I expect you to tell me so I can get down on my knees to pay my proper respects and worship you like the goddess you are.”
A big smile breaks across her face. “Then I guess I’ll have to remember to tell you.”
Slowly, I pick her up by her wide hips and push her up onto the kitchen counter next to the cutting board and salt, bare ass on the blue and white tile, bare pussy right where I want it at the edge of the counter.
Lily reaches out and pours a big shot of tequila into the shot glass she was using to measure for the margaritas. Not taking her eyes off of me, she presses the shot glass between her thick thighs.
My lips twitch. Slowly, I drop to my knees right in front of her. After picking up the little glass, I shove her legs wider with my elbows.
Lily laughs above me. “You’re not allowed to use your hands for this part, kid. It’s called a body shot. Bodies only, no hands.”
“I’m not going to use my hands,” I mutter, before pressing a kiss right onto her pretty pussy. “You just didn’t put the shot glass in the right place.”
“What do you mean? Where the hell are you planning on putting it?” she mutters above my head.
“Right here,” I say slowly, my voice rough as gravel.
After running my thumb down her wet slit, I press the shot glass between her pussy lips. She’s already so wet. It would slip right out if I wasn’t pressing my thumb against it. “This isn’t a body shot. It’s a pussy shot.”
Leaning forward, I lick my way across both of her inner thighs. Then I grab the salt on the counter and shake it all over her. Her pussy’s going to taste like salted caramel apple pie tonight.
Before I take the shot, I lean back to look up at her smiling down at me like she can’t take her eyes off me. Then I swipe my tongue over the lines of salt on her thighs. I wrap my lips around the rim of the shot glass, dragging my upper lip over her pussy as I lift it up. I tilt my head back and down the tequila. Then I ditch the shot glass and shove my tongue right into her dripping wet pussy. Who needs a lime when you’ve got the best fucking apple pie pussy you’ve ever tasted? Not me.
I seal my lips over her, creating a suction. Her breath catches. It might have been a couple of weeks, but this is a pussy a man never forgets. I know every inch by heart. I lap at her, licking up the taste of her as I press my tongue into her. I slide my tongue deep inside her and lick around the tight bunch of muscles at her entrance. And then I slide my tongue up to play with her clit, flicking at it, then lapping at it.
When I feel her thick thighs push against me, I shove them open wider. She’s staring down at me, watching my every move. Then I drag my hands up her thighs to join my tongue. With one hand, I spread her wide open to me. Then I shove two fingers inside her. I curl my fingers, trying to one-up that little toy of hers, pressing into her g-spot. She finally fessed up and told me which model it was. And you better believe I did my research and read as many reviews as I could find online. I know exactly what she likes now, and I’m going to give it to her.
Lily’s leaning back to give me more room with her hands in my hair, pushing me hard against her pussy. Her hips are trying to roll against my face.
I stroke the sensitive flesh under her clit with my thumb, while my two fingers rock inside her. But I dedicate my tongue to her clit. I lick and suck, rub and stroke her clit over and over again. I graze it with my teeth and then suck hard on it, beating at the nub with the tip of my tongue.
“I’m going to come. Jameson. Yes. Oh, my fucking… Yes, Jameson!”
She screams my fucking name when she comes. Her pussy tries to fuck my face, wringing every last bit of pleasure it can from my tongue. Lily’s pussy doesn’t know yet that I’m going to be right here, giving her whatever she needs, whenever she needs it. But she will.
Groaning into her sweet, wet folds, I lick and suck at her, making her feel good for as long as I can until her body finally stills, and she slouches back on the counter.
She’s shaking her head and staring down at me with a dazed, happy look on her face. I did that to her. I made her come that hard. Me.
“How did I go this long without you doing that again?”
After pressing my lips against her swollen pink pussy one last time, I grin up at her. “I don’t know because I’m not sure how I went this long without doing that again, either. Fuck, Lemon. You’re going to kill me with that sweet apple pie pussy of yours, and I wouldn’t even mind. You taste so fucking good. I’ve wanted to do that to you ever since I felt your tongue licking salt off of my stomach at the Goldrush, babe. Shit, I wanted that so fucking bad.”
She tilts her head, still staring down at me with those warm brown eyes. “Really? You thought about us… like this… before the night we slept together?”
I nod, not sure how much to admit. That I thought about it constantly? That I thought about her constantly? That I still do? She just let me near her again, and I don’t want to scare her off.
Pressing against her thighs, I stand up and step between her legs.
“Do you want me to…?” Lily asks, running her hand over my belt.
Grabbing her hand, I shake my head. I don’t deserve this woman’s mouth on my dick again. She might be letting me back into her bed. But I have a long way to go to earn back her mouth on me like that. “No. Unless you mean fuck me. Because the only place I want to sink this perfect dick is balls deep in your pretty, wet pussy, babe.”
Lily smiles up at me, and I feel like I hung the damn moon. I would too, just for her.
