Once she’s in grabbing distance, I grip her wrist and pull her closer. My mouth opens, sucking her nipple into the wet heat of my mouth in the blink of an eye.
“So jealous,” Legs groans as I swell impossibly larger inside of her.
Candi is sweet, with the slightest hint of salty, probably sweat from fear of being in here with me.
Her tip furls on my tongue as I draw it in deeper. It’s enticing but doesn’t even come close to quenching my desire. She grumbles her disapproval when I release her with a pop and pull my head away.
“Get those shorts off, babe.”
Her head nods up and down like she’s agreeing, but her hands remain stiff at her sides.
“Off,” I repeat, trying to reach for the zipper without dumping Legs on the floor.
Her fingers replace mine, but they tremble as she grips the waistband of her shorts and pushes them down.
“Do you want this?” I’ve never had a girl tell me no once in my life, but I figure it’s bound to happen eventually. Forcing women isn’t something I do, and sure as fuck isn’t something I’d tolerate in this clubhouse. My men know that, but it doesn’t look like Candi is so sure.
“I want it,” she whispers as her eyes dart to Legs.
With all of the attention on her, the blonde on my dick doubles her efforts.
“No, babe,” I correct. “Your seat is up here.”
I point to my mouth, smiling before sweeping my tongue out over my lower lip.
“Let me taste you.”
She grips my hand for support as she places her knees on the bed.
“Fuck yeah,” I groan when she lifts one leg to straddle my face. Her scent fills my nostrils, and it’s as if I’m thirteen again and getting my first taste of heavenly pussy. Anxious to taste her, I nip at her inner thigh before she can even get settled.
“You didn’t eat my pussy,” Legs complains as she slows her ride.
She’s not lying. Most girls that walk into this club, I wouldn’t even consider touching with my mouth. Hell, some girls have waltzed in here thinking they’re God’s gift to every man on earth, and I wouldn’t even chance touching them with my wrapped dick. I’m very fucking selective, but there’s something innocent about the timid girl that just settled her ass on my chest. My eagerness may bite me in the ass later, but it’s a risk I’m willing to take right now.
Lifting my head, I look around Candi’s trim thigh. “Shut up, or get out.”
Legs responds by leaning back with her hands on my thighs and scraping her pussy down my length. Jesus, it feels so fucking good.
Candi’s fingers are still trembling when she reaches down and shifts her lacy black panties to the side revealing the perfection I’ve wanted in my mouth since I saw her watching from the doorway.
I look up, finding her gripping the headboard, curled over me, with all of her attention focused down on where my mouth is mere inches from her heated flesh. Long, silky waves of dark hair cocoon us, separating us from the world. The only thing that could make this more perfect…
“Oh,” she sighs when my tongue stiffens and sweeps her clit.
Smiling against her warm flesh, I twist my lips until I can suck more of her into my mouth.
“So fucking sweet,” I praise as my tongue slips lower, lapping up her desire.
Her hips rock slightly before stilling. Looking up, her eyes are still on mine. She nods, her head only moving the faintest of an inch. Her encouragement is all I’ll ever need. Taking a deep breath, I fucking dive in and devour her. The licking, sucking, and tongue fucking goes on for days, and I’m certain drowning in her dripping pussy is the perfect fucking way to die.
“Oh shit,” she pants.
When I look up, I see Legs gripping Candi’s gorgeous tits, as my dark-haired beauty leans her back against my dick rider’s chest. Her eyes are squeezed shut, and her chest is the prettiest rose pink I’ve ever seen. I’m fixing to tell Legs to let go. Surely the pinching grip she has on Candi’s nipples must hurt, but her pussy begins to quiver against my mouth in orgasm.
“Fuck, babe, that’s it.” My eyes flutter closed as she peaks, and my mouth is the winner of every ounce of her release. “Jesus.”
My legs spasm, shaking almost violently as I join her over the edge. At twenty-seven years old, I thought I’d experienced every amazing thing that sex had to offer. How in the hell does a girl coming on my mouth just become the best fucking sexual experience of my life?
Legs moans, pussy trembling on my dick. Somehow a perfectly choreographed dance just played out in this bed. It’s left me boneless, yet hungry for more.