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Her movements sped up, and her breath became more hitched and erratic. I knew she was on the verge of coming.
“I’m gonna come,” she panted, her voice raspy and on the edge of climax.
I slowed my movements, removed my hand, brought my fingers slicked with her wetness, up over her body. I used both hands to grab her tits, suck her nipples into my mouth, flicking delicate licks and nips over their silky surface.
“I’m so close. I don’t want you to stop. I need to feel you,” she moaned, grasping my head in her hands. Her mouth was hot as she plunged into me, sliding her tongue over mine.
I pushed her dress over her hips, pulled myself away from her heat, her warmth, and looked at her body clad only in her underwear and the light moisture of our lust. I moved my hands behind her, feeling her plump ass in my hands, and squeezed while I trailed my fingers up her crack and traced the line of string. Then up, over her hips, following the lace down both sides of her front.
She moaned, uninhibited and animalistic. “Touch me,” she instructed. I slid my fingertips underneath the elastic down both sides of herV, bringing them to her center, not quite touching her where I knew she wanted me to.
Her gasp was almost a cry, and I gently pushed her back into the mattress, the comforter a feathery pillow beneath her. Her smile was loaded with mischief and want as she laid back. She swept her hair from underneath her neck, tipped her chin up, plunged her finger into her mouth, then skimmed along her collarbone and down between her breasts. She slowly circled each nipple, never taking her eyes from me. My god, this woman captivated me with every move she made. I moved over her, straddling her slight frame, kissing her neck. She moaned and shifted her head so I’d have better access. I lost myself in the sounds she made as I lapped at her and reveled in her scent.
I moved down her body, starting with her legs, using my tongue and lips, slowly making my way up until I reached her hips, where I pulled at the edge of her thong with my teeth. I nipped tiny bites along the inside crevice between her thigh and her pelvis, where the material met her skin. She squirmed, arching closer to my face, begging for more.
I lifted myself, moved down toward the edge of the bed, and kneeled in front of her—a beggar to his queen. The floor lamp in the corner of the room provided just enough light to see her glistening body. I ran my hands slowly up her legs and back down, watching my fingers move over her, using her sounds to gauge her desire, what she liked and what she wanted. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from watching me touch her, urged on by her tiny gasps and shudders.
Her legs were opened slightly as I ran the backs of my hands up the insides of her thighs, flipped them, and brought my fingertips back down. “Let me see you. All of you.” I pulled off her thong, and she spread her legs open before me. I met her eyes one more time to make sure she wanted this as much as I did. She bit her lip and nodded. Needing no further invitation, I slid my fingers along the folds of her pulsing lips. I massaged tiny circles over her, turning them into figure eights as I relished in her wetness under my fingertips.
I kneeled closer, inhaled deeply, loving her scent. I peered up at her, my mouth still close enough for her to feel my breath on her sensitive skin. “I’ve wanted you for so long. I can’t wait to taste you.”
A lascivious groan from this gorgeous woman spurred me on.
I took a lick, just a quick flick of my tongue. I raised my head, smiled wickedly at her, knowing I would take my time pleasuring her tonight. She groaned helplessly.
“Please,” she begged, closing her eyes, grabbing my head.
I shook loose, pinned her hands. I wanted her stupidly satisfied and gloriously fulfilled when I was done. But I would take my time.
I dipped my head, nipped at the crease where her thigh met her sweet center. Her skin was warm as I licked over her. She was bare beneath me except for a teeny tiny strip of hair. I ran my nose along the edges, letting my lips follow as I traced the pattern.
Her breath hitched, and her hands yanked from beneath my hold. She pushed her fingers into my hair, pulling at the strands. “Michael, please.” Her words stole my breath.
I groaned against her as my fingers spread her lips to expose her most sensitive part. I blew against it and licked lightly before I drew it into my mouth and tugged gently. I slipped one finger inside her while my tongue ran circles around her clit. She rose to meet my mouth.
“Faster. More,” she groaned.
I slipped another finger inside, speeding up my movements as she rocked against my hand, just enough to elicit another throaty moan from her.
I worked my tongue and fingers as she pushed herself up to meet every move I made.
She tasted like nothing I’d imagined. She was better than anything I’d ever had, more than anyone I’d ever wanted. I could suck on her for hours and not tire of her salty perfection. She was warm, heady. I swirled my tongue up, over, back, and forth. My fingers moved in her, my fingertips massaging that most sensitive point deep inside.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she moaned out in succession. “I’m gonna come.”
I pressed the tip of my tongue harder onto her clit, finger fucking her with all the abandon she elicited underneath my hands and my mouth. I felt her explode from deep within. She cried out as she came in my mouth, her muscles contracting against my fingers. “Michael!”
When the waves dissipated, her breath uneven and ragged from the sensation, I slowed my pace, removed my fingers, took one last luscious lick, and placed tender kisses on her inner thighs.
I crawled up her body, trailing kisses and bites over her beautiful form until I was face to face with her. Supporting myself on my forearms above her, I brushed a few stray strands of hair away from her face, kissed her jawline. “You are fucking perfect.”
She pulled at my belt.
I pushed her hand away.
She tried again in vain.
She tilted her head, evidently confused.
