Paisley leans forward and licks the cream off my finger, slowly sucking the digit as she pulls it out of her mouth. “Trevor, have I mentioned how flexible yoga can make someone?” She then turns her head and blows out her candle.
My cock twitches at the mental images that produces, and I groan in agony as my cock throbs.
“Hurry the fuck up and eat your dessert so we can go back to your place and I can eat mine.”
Another blush covers her cheeks.
I don’t bother to curb the instinct to run my finger over the warm pink skin as I murmur, “I wonder where else you turn pink like this.”
She leans in to whisper in my ear, “And I can’t wait for you to find out.”
Raising my hand to get the waitress’s attention, I have to relax my legs, trying to calm my cock so we can leave this place and make it to hers.
When our waitress comes over, I all but bark, “Check, please.”
Pixie has them box up what is left of her little dessert treat, and then we put it in the saddlebag on my bike. We make the ten-minute drive to her place in about five, and the two of us practically speed walk to the front door of her apartment.
The moment she opens the door and we step through, I grab her around the waist and plant my lips on hers. Surging my tongue into her mouth without hesitation to taste her, I don’t let my past crash into this moment. I refuse. Letting my instincts drive me, I fuck her with my mouth much like I want to fuck her with my cock.
Pulling back from the kiss, she pants out, “We don’t have to go up to the bedroom; the couch is right there.”
I give her a look, and then point out the problem. “Babe, your couch has a wood frame, and I don’t feel like pulling a splinter out of my ass while you’re riding me on it. So less talking, more moving. Let’s get naked upstairs. I wanted to be inside of you five minutes ago.”
We run up the small set of stairs, with her tight, little ass right in my face. It makes me wonder just how flexible she is and how much she will let me do as I picture that ass naked in front of me.
Once upstairs, we strip each other down between kisses. I take off her shirt while she unbuttons and unzips my pants, rubbing my hard length through my clothes. I take off my own shirt while she undoes her bra. Before we know it, we are both mostly naked. She’s left in her panties, and I’m in my pants and boxers.
Pixie starts to get on her knees in front of me, but I grab her hands to stop her. “As much as I want your mouth on me, woman, I’ll blow in five minutes. And inside your mouth is not where I want the first time I come to be.” Running a hand down her toned abdomen, I slide my fingers underneath the waistband of her panties and push two fingers into her wet sex. “This is where I want to be when I come. Surrounded by that tight, little pussy you have. Fuck, you’re wet for me, baby.”
As I slide my fingers in and out of her, she grabs my upper arms to keep herself steady. I can already tell that she’s on a hair trigger, and it’s not going to take much to make her come. I think we are both so wound up from all the sexual frustration between us that neither of us will last long.
Rubbing my thumb over her swollen clit as I continue to finger her, sure enough, within minutes, her inner walls are squeezing my fingers like a fucking vice as she orgasms.
When she’s done, I’m holding her up with my free hand and sliding my other hand out of her panties. I bring the two fingers up to my mouth, licking them clean as she watches me, her breath hitching.
“I need you, Trevor.”
Leaning down to kiss her, I then pull back and say, “You’re about to get all of me. Take those panties off and lay on your back on the bed.”
She does what I tell her as I push my jeans off my hips and down my legs with my boxer briefs, but not before I pull a condom out of my back pocket.
I enjoy the little show she’s giving me of her cunt as she spreads her legs wide. Paisley looks delectable that way, but it’s not how I want her. She bragged she’s flexible; we are about to find out just how much.
Kneeling between her legs, I tell her what I want as I roll a condom down over my length. “Lift your legs until you’re holding your ankles up by your shoulders and spread yourself wide for me. Show me what I’m about to claim as mine.”