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“It has for months.”
My ears perk up at that becauseexcuse me?I make a mental note to go back to that because I can tell she’s nearing her second climax. I reach under her ass to cup each cheek as I push my face harder into her sex and continue to rub my tongue all over her. She’s so fucking sweet and I already know I’m going to be pawing at her daily for another taste of her.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
It wasn’t enough that I crossed this line with someone I had no business crossing it with. But now I know what her cunt tastes like and I won’t be able to get it out of my head.
Much like her.
“Honey, I need you to come. I need to taste your orgasm.” And I can hear the begging in my voice.
“God, yes. I want to come in your mouth…” Her eyes drop to meet mine. “And on your face.”
“Fuck.” I grunt, thinking about her pussy resting on top of my mouth. “Yes.” I growl as my mind goes blank and I can’t focus on anything except Raegan and her pussy and the sexy sounds she’s making right now. “I want you to sit on my face and rub this sticky, sweet cunt all over my mouth.”
“Oh God…keep…talking…” she chokes out.
So, she likes dirty talk. Like I wasn’t already fucking obsessed.“You going to suck my dick while you’re on top of me?”
“Yes, fucking please.” She moans. “Let me taste you.”
“The second you come.”
She lets out another sigh and I push two fingers inside of her, curling my fingers upwards and she gasps. “Wes! Oh my God!” She cries out as a spasm wracks her tiny frame. Her hands leave my hair and go to her tits and then into her own hair. “Oh fuck, I’m coming!”
And fuck, does she.I haven’t been with a woman that squirted in years but she does,hard.I pull back slightly at some point to really see it up close and some drips down my chin to my chest. My eyes light up because watching her orgasm leak out of her might be the hottest thing I’ve ever witnessed.
I kiss her through her orgasm, and when she pushes my face away from her sex with a moan that toys with the rest of my resolve, I stand up. “Holy fuck, Raegan.” I lick my lips and wipe my mouth with my hand, doing my best to collect most of the juices. “You squirt.”
Her eyes are still closed. She’s still trying to catch her breath, but her eyes flutter open and she sits up slowly. “I do? I did?” She looks down between her legs at the wet spot beneath her and all over me and pink tints her cheeks. “Oh my God, I’m sorry. I…didn’t know.”
She didn’t know about her nipples or that she squirts? Jesus, what assholes has she been sleeping with?I ignore the tinge of jealousy that shoots through me at the thought of anyone touching her.
“Honey, I loved that.” I grip her chin. “It was incredibly sexy. You’ve never done that before?”
“No.” She shakes her head.
“Well, it makes me proud as fuck that I’m the only man that’s been able to make you do that.”
“I’m sorry about your comforter…”
I narrow my gaze at her. “Please don’t apologize. Now, I’ll lay in this bed and remember your pretty pussy coming all over it.”And that’s just on the nights you’re not here to do it again.
She gives me a shy smile before her eyes drop to my dick. I’ve made myself ignore the dull ache in my cock, but the way she’s looking at it has made me painfully aware that I haven’t come. She’s off the bed and on her knees in front of me within a second with her hands on my waistband yanking my briefs down. My cock springs free and she gasps in shock when it juts out straight at her, grazing her lips with how close she is.
“Shit,” she whispers, assumedly more to herself. She looks up at me and then back down at it. “I knew you’d have the most perfect dick.” She wastes no time sliding her hand over me and dragging a finger over the silver ball at the tip and the one on the top of my shaft. “Did it hurt?”
“I was a little drunk so, no, but it’s also been years.” I ball my hands into fists, trying my best not to let myself think too much about the fact that the woman of my dreams has my dick in her hands.
“What made you get it?” She asks and I was not expecting this conversation right now but somehow her curiosity is making me harder than granite.
“The truth?” I ask her.
She nods. “Please.”
“The girl I was seeing in college.”
“Hmmm.” She doesn’t respond for a moment. “I’m not the jealous type,” she says, “but the thought of another woman touching you…” She looks up at me and fire flashes in her eyes. “I don’t like it.”
