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“Lie back and spread your legs.”
She listens, tugging her sweater under her as a makeshift barrier from the hard wood. Her thighs open, offering me a second look at her underwear.
They’re pink cotton and full coverage, which shouldn’t be sexier than the scraps of lace I usually see. But they are, because they’re soaked and might as well be see-through. The wet fabric clings to the outline of her pussy, offering an obscene view that becomes even more explicit when I pull them down and add her drenched underwear to the pile of our clothes. She’s almost completely bare below, only a thin strip of dark hair leading to the spot I’m dying to taste.
I kiss the inside of her knee, her legs opening wider the higher my mouth goes.
“Oh my God,” she moans, twisting to her left to watch me.
I smile against her skin, finally reaching the curve of her hip. “You want me to kiss your pussy, Alice?”
Instead of answering, she lifts her hips closer to my mouth. It’s a silent challenge, almost, to prove myself.
Without asking, I’m fairly certain it means her cheating ex couldn’t make her come this way.
I’m not one of those guys who thinks eating a girl out is an inconvenience. This draws out the anticipation even more. And even when I’m not the one getting off, there’s a thrill to holding all the power. To watching the girl beneath me react to my touch.
And I’ve never been more determined to see someone moan and turn incoherent. I don’t just like doing this, I’m fucking good at it. Not cockiness—fact.
Alice cries out as soon as my tongue touches the bundle of nerves above her opening, scooting toward me as her hand slides into my hair so she can pull my face closer. The needy whimper breaks the charged silence around us, and makes me even more adamantabout making her scream. I swirl my tongue, then suck again. Her legs open even wider, giving me as much access as possible. My lips move to the inside of her thighs, kissing the soft skin there.
I could draw this out longer. Continue admiringthisview and tease her until she’s begging for release. But it’s freezing and as satisfying as seeing her casual attitude crumble is, it’s only making me more uncomfortable. My dick is so hard it’s painful. Regardless of what happens with her next, it’s going to need some attention. So I suck her clit into my mouth again, not wasting any more time.
Maybe things ended with her ex a while ago, and she’s just craving an orgasm from someone other than herself.
Maybe she’s as caught up in this as I am—the silent woods and the steaming water and the feeling that we’re the only two people who exist in the world right now.
I don’t really care why, as long as she keeps riding my face and making these eager whimpers that send hot bursts of lust thundering through me.
I trail my tongue lower, finding her opening and circling it with my tongue. Alice is soaked, and it has nothing to do with the hot tub. I can taste her, something musky and unique that drives my own desire higher.
She’s the furthest thing from unaffected.
She’s begging now, loudly, even though I haven’t stopped touching her. Rocking against me, her entire body taut and searching. Her firm grip in my hair is almost as painful as my straining cock, which is desperate to replace my tongue.
I lift a hand out of the water, the cold air instantly chilling the drops clinging to my skin. Push two fingers inside of her, working in and out of her tight heat as my tongue moves higher.
Alice comes with a shouted cry, her entire body going rigidbefore she’s spasming and shuddering with the force of her release.
Then slips back into the water with a shudder, a slight, satisfied upturn to her pouty lips.
A few seconds later, she yanks off her sports bra and tosses it onto the deck where she was just lying.
Her tits are perfect. Full and firm, the swells barely breaking through the surface of the water. I’m already regretting not pulling her bra off myself before going down on her. It’s not like the wet spandex was doing much to keep her warm.
She tilts her head back, totally wetting her hair. “Fuck, that was good.”
I know she came; I felt it. But the satisfied hum to the words is the best ego stroke I’ve gotten in a while.
“You’re welcome.”
She laughs, a light, genuine sound that fizzes through me like a sip of champagne. Warms me more than the lingering whiskey. “I showed you my pussy.”
I run my tongue along my lower lip, savoring her taste. “I remember.”
“So…what’s your name?”
Now, I laugh. Without a doubt, this is the weirdest, most memorable introduction to anyone I’ve ever had. “Aidan.”
