Page 39 of Admittedly For Me


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“Do you want to feel my cock stretch you out?” I curl my fingers inside before pulling them out and circling her clit. Her leg buckles as her orgasm nears.

“Yeah.” Her body locks, right on the precipice of release, and I stop just before she can come.

“Say it,” I demand.

“It.” Her sinister smirk sends my throbbing cock into overdrive. I remove my hand from her panties.

“Open your mouth.” Her eyes widen, but she obliges. “Maybe some lubrication will loosen up more words.” Sticking my finger with her arousal into her mouth, her lips wrap around me.

“Mmm,” she moans, sucking my finger back into her throat. My cock screams at me to shove it through her lips.

Withdrawing from her mouth, I bend to remove her panties. I grab the long end of the tie and pin her arms above her head. My foot pushes hers aside to a wider stance, and remains on the inside of her foot, locking her in place. Gripping her chin, my rough kiss has a moan echoing into my mouth. My hand travels between the valley of her breasts and over to pinch her pebbled nipple.Her skin is so soft and so addicting to touch.

“Again,” she demands, and I find myself listening. I roll the bud between my fingertips and pull. Her breath hitches, and I repeat on the other. “How is it possible this might make me come?” There’s something about her being shamelessly vocal that’s willing me into submission. Disbelief washes over her, and I continue the motion, her mouth parting.

Letting go of her arms, my free hand slips a couple of fingers inside her soaked center as my palm pushes against her clit. I still can’t believe this is happening. That I’m finally touching her body as she bares parts of herself to me. As I circle her clit faster, her head falls forward, teeth digging into my shoulder as she comes. I don’t let up until her legs give out.

“Ian,” she manages to say as I pick her up, carrying her to the kitchen. Her ass rests on the cool granite, and I notice the bowl beside her.

“Is that the cream puff filling?” I can smell the sweetness from the bowl mixing with her arousal. My mouth waters. Scooping some filling off the side, she licks it from her finger.

“Please, take this off.” Holding up her wrists, I remove the necktie. “You tell me.” She holds an innocent tone and reaches for more filling. I watch as her legs spread, and hand travels south. The filling rubs along one of her pussy lips before she sucks the remaining cream into her mouth.

Leaning against the counter, my arms rest on each side of her. Her perfume is the same scent she has worn all these years, and I’m consumed by how many years we have lost. The years I want to make up for. Her arms wrap around me, and she whimpers as I lay her down, nose skimming her jaw as I travel up to her ear.

“Tell me if I take anything too far.” I kiss down her neck before dragging the tip of my tongue back up to her ear. “There’s no holding back once I start, Daisy Girl.”

“’Kay.” She pants, her voice full of anticipation.

I kneel between her legs and let the tip of my tongue dab her clit, just once.

“Yes!” Her gasp fills the kitchen, hips jolting as I suck her clit between my lips. Her back lays flat on the counter, and I pull her closer as her hand weaves through my hair. My arm slips under her lower back, lifting her off the counter with my mouth still attached. Licking up the dessert filling, I graze my teeth up her plump pussy. Her arousal mixed with the filling is just as delicious as the meal she cooked the other night. Emery sits with her legs over my shoulders, and I carry her to the couch.

“You taste so fucking delicious, Emery. I could feast on you every day.”

“Y-you caaann.” She twitches. I smile into her pussy, moaning in response to add more vibration. Her back arches off the couch as her orgasm rolls through. “Don’t stop. More.” I swirl my tongue around as her body shakes and instinctively tries to back away from oversensitivity. My grip tightens, but I ease off my tongue pressure and pace as she begins to come down from the high. Kissing her thigh a few times, I lead the trail back up to her dripping center and suck her into my mouth once again. Her body reacts even quicker as a loud, gasping moan projects through the room.

“I don’t know if-if my body c-can handle this,” she breathes erratically, squirming beneath me. My hair feels like it's going to be ripped from my head with her grip. “Aha, so sensitive.” I wait for her cue, but since she’s saying everything but stop, I continue at a gentle pace, slowly easing her into another orgasm.

“Your body can handle almost anything when you put your mind to it.” Two fingers enter her pussy and curl. Her eyes widen as her jaw parts. “Do you like my fingers inside you?”

“So much. Yesss.” Just as her hips go to move with my fingers, the heel of my hand pushes on the outside of her lower stomach. “Holy shit, why does that feel this good?”

“You’re welcome.” Sliding my fingers out, I lick her pussy again as I add three fingers into her. Her breath hitches, but she lets me continue. “My cock is about this wide, Emery. If you ever get the chance to take it, you should be prepared.” Her walls squeeze me as I feel her body tense, her orgasm ripping through her as she cries out. “Slow, deep breaths. I’m proud of how you’re handling yourself.”

She moans, taking a few deep breaths as I instructed. I give her a few more seconds before I suck her pussy into my mouth until she’s contorting on the couch, seeing how long she can take the pleasure. My tongue flattens, dipping inside her and back, swirling rapidly around her clit. Her hips buck out of control, and I fight to keep them in place. Fuck, she's fun. Pride fills me.

“Daisy.” The word falls from her mouth, and I back away, puzzled. She’s limp, full of exhaustion as she lies there with her legs spread, chest heaving, and an occasional body twitch.

“Thought it was better than stop.” She giggles, and my heart doesn’t know what to fucking feel. “Consider it my safe word.” She smirks.

Oh, we can definitely go that route.

“Now that is a pretty sight.” I stare down at her and her well-loved pussy. “Do you want me to touch you again?”

“Like, right now?” she asks on one breath. I nod, licking my lips. “Put two fingers in, gently kiss the top of my clit, then blow on it.”If we don’t end up together, I’m the one who is going to spiral.“I want to see how much more I can handle.”

Slowly, my fingers enter, and I begin to pump them in and out as she calmly moans. I drop to my knees and look her in the eyes. “You’re a fucking dream, Emery.” When I softly blow on her pussy, she twitches, but releases a satisfied sigh. I continue sliding my fingers in and out before pushing them deeper inside and holding them in place as my lips feather kisses over her clit. She gasps with the contact, and I pull back, curling my fingers as I retract them from inside her. My two slick fingers massage her swollen pussy lips, and as I reach the top of her clit, her hand grabs both of mine. Her other hand meets her clit as she rubs herself to another orgasm right before my eyes. More of her arousal slips out of her, and I lick my way up her pussy, meeting her eyes before kissing up her body.

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