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She swallows, then nods, her hands running through her hair as her chest heaves under that pretty dress.
Maintaining eye contact, I lower my head until my lips connect with her throbbing clit. She softly gasps as I run my tongue in circles over the little nub. She tastes so fucking sweet it’s driving me mad. I can already feel my cock hardening again.
She mewls and whimpers under my touch as I cup her arse, bringing her body to my face as I tongue her entrance. She’s so wet her arousal is dripping down between her cheeks. I lick up her juices from her arsehole to her pussy and moan.
“Fuck, gorgeous. You taste so fucking good.”
Her hips rock against me as her eyes roll behind her head. She lays flat on the table as my tongue assaults her soaking pussy. Each lick is driving me farther up the wall with need. And as her thighs start to shake on either side of my head, I realize I can’t walk away. I want her too-fucking-much. I need her more than my next breath.
Poppy cries out as she comes all over my face. I drink in every drop of her nectar as she grips my hair so much it hurts, but not too much that I want her to stop.
Fuck, her arousal is officially my favorite taste in the entire world.
As her grip loosens, I pull back slowly. Looking down at her on the table, sweaty, sated, and blissed out, I pull her into my arms and sit on the couch, petting her back as my aching cock sits between us, feeling super neglected at this point.
“What about you?” she asks, pulling away from me and looking down at where my dick is pressing against my slacks. And a dark, wet spot where I came in my pants.
“I’m fine.” My voice is like gravel.
Poppy moves a few inches forward and settles herself on my cock, her hips start to move, and I lean my head back on the couch.
“Fuck, Poppy.” I knead her arse, and she rubs her pussy on me.
With her grip on my shoulders, her head falls back, and her eyes are closed. Her lips part, and she begins to pant. I watch her take her pleasure. She’s so focused on that, and it’s a sight to behold. Wild. Uninhibited.
Her hands go from my shoulder and up my neck. She runs her fingers over my jaw, and she opens her eyes.
“D-do you like this?” she asks shyly.
“Fuck, yes, Poppy. I love it. Don’t stop. Make yourself come.”
I’m wet anyway. I might as well get wetter. I’d be happy to get drenched in her sweetness.
Her movements get faster and faster as she reaches her climax. Her forehead is against mine, and I talk her through it.
“That’s it, gorgeous. Rub that pussy on my cock. That’s a good girl. You’re such a good girl, Poppy. Make yourself come, and I’ll give you my cock. Would you want that? You want my cock in that tight virgin pussy?”
Her words aren’t audible. Just the sounds of someone so deep into their own pleasure they can’t form words anymore. I hold her close to me as she shutters. Her body convulses in my arms as she comes. Her hands grip my hair and my shoulder. Her whimpers are like music to my ears, and I swear I nearly come again.
First, I need to calm the fuck down.
Next, I need to get inside this woman before I lose my fucking mind.
Chapter 6
Poppy
Weheadtothebedroom. Tyler carries me, settling me on my feet. I’m still wobbly from those three orgasms, but I’m ready for more.
Tyler removes each article of clothes with precision and grace. Each move is sexy as hell. I never knew that taking clothes off could be so erotic. I always viewed it as the boring bit between making out and sex. But with how Tyler’s doing it, I could watch all day. From the way he pulls at his tie before the knot comes undone and tosses it away to how he looks at me with mischief in his eyes as he undoes each button on his shirt.
My heartbeat picks up as every button undone reveals part of his chest. I’ve seen pictures of him topless, but nothing compares to seeing the real thing. He’s perfect. Each muscle is well-designed, and a perfect amount of hair covers his broad chest. As he pulls the end of his shirt out of his slacks, you can see that he even has those sexy V-lines down toward his… exceptional package.
He undoes his cuffs before taking the shirt off and tossing it to where his tie and jacket hang off the chair.
His muscles bulge as he unfastens his belt. The leather makes a whooshing noise as he pulls it out of the loops. It’s the same sound I assume you hear when you are about to be spanked. That thought sends shivers down my spine. My core heats as I imagine being bent over Tyler’s lap as he uses his belt on my ass.
He opens his pants and pulls them down his legs, leaving him in nothing but his underwear that is tightly stretched around his erection. He hooks his thumbs underneath his underwear. Then maintaining eye contact with me, he pulls them down, freeing his cock.
