“Rae,” I grunted.
“You stay just the way you are, handsome.”
I lay there on my back, watching as she straddled me. Her pussy hovered above my lips as her hand fisted my hair. I smelled her. I salivated for her. Those enticing pussy lips glistened for me and I wrapped my arms around her legs, wanting nothing more than for her to drop down.
Then she did exactly as I wanted.
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I groaned. “Oh, yeah. Just like that.”
I sat myself against his face and my head fell back. With his large hands gripping my hips, I rocked against his lips. I felt him give his face as an offering, reeling as I sat my pussy lips against his face. Electricity washed over me as I rocked. His tongue parted my folds as my chest flushed with heat. I ran my fingers through his hair, gripping him as he held me close. Feasting on me. Swallowing me down. Pushing me to heights I hadn’t known in so long.
I’d never neglect this part of our relationship again.
“Clint. Don’t stop.”
He answered me with a growl before he continued teasing me with his tongue.
I lifted my head and looked down at him. His eyes peered back at me with hunger and need. My thighs quaked. My toes curled. And my gut ached for me to fall over the edge. I panted for air as I felt myself climbing. As I rolled quicker against his face, my breathing became broken. My eyes rolled back as he held me close. His tongue pressed deeply against my clit. And as I fell over the edge, I collapsed.
Falling against the mattress.
I whimpered as my body twitched. I felt Clint manipulating me before he spread my legs wide. He tossed them over his shoulders, his cock falling between my swollen folds. And when he slid against my walls, my jaw unhinged.
“Ooooh, fuck.”
He snapped his hips against mine. He folded me in half. He rested his body against the back of my thighs as my eyes rolled back. I felt him filling me, and it was all too much. Being able to let go with him--knowing no one could walk in on us--felt surreal.
I didn’t want it to end.
“That’s it, Rae. Take it. Let it wash over you.”
“Clint. Yes. Harder. I need you--hard--yes! Clint! Shit!”
My back arched and I fell over the edge. Much quicker than I wanted, but we had all weekend. His face fell to my breasts as he stilled inside me. Pulsating, but not exploding. Growling, but not releasing. Swiveling his hips, but refusing to let himself burst.
Which meant our time wasn’t over.
“Clint,” I whispered.
My legs slid lazily from his shoulders. He rolled us over until my body rested against his. I heaved against the crook of his neck, feeling my heartrate skyrocketing as his girth stayed inside my body. Resting there, as if it had found its home.
Just like my cheek found its home against Clint’s heartbeat.
“You’re breathtaking,” he whispered.
I snickered. “Take me any way you wish.”
He growled just before the phone rang. Which caused me to giggle as he fumbled with it. The ringing sound filled our room and I forced myself to get up. I smirked down at him as he held the phone to his ear. Planting my knees into the mattress, I shifted myself as he held back his groans. He shot me a look before he drew in a quick breath. But the second he opened his mouth, I slid up his girth.
“Hey th--hmph--hey. Yes? Hello? Oh, hey, Mike.”
I bit down onto my lower lip as I squeezed my walls around him. His eyes widened as he pointed to the phone.
Like I gave a damn who he was on the phone with.