“Is that right?”
“Sure is.”
“I probably shouldn't even ask, but what else can you do with your tongue?” Anna turns her body toward me, her nipples making small peaks against the fabric.
“I've got a better idea. How about you let me show you? I'd like to finish what we started earlier.” I place the spoon in the bowl and run my finger up and down the outside of her arm. “All you have to do is say yes.”
Her eyes brighten and her cheeks flush. Anna parts her lips, running her tongue across her bottom lip and pulling it into her mouth. Her eyes dart between mine. The yearning burning so bright, I don't need to wait to for her answer.
I scoop her face in my hands and kiss her. She accepts me willingly, kissing me back harder and fiercer than before. Her tongue slips inside my mouth, twirling and licking. She tastes like sweet chocolate and hot lust.
Her fingers rake through my hair and down my back, touching me like she's been waiting to touch me her entire life. The pads of her fingers explore the muscles in my back, gliding down my spine and tracing my shoulder blades.
I push the bowl of pudding out of the way, and slip my hands under her arms, lifting her onto the counter. Her lips never leave mine. She lets out a heavy breath against my face as my hands move down her sides and grip her thighs.
With a firm step in, I force her legs open wider. Her back is straight as an arrow, forcing her tits against my chest. I can feel her pebbled nipples as they press against my bare skin. I move my hand up under her shirt and grab her tit.
Anna groans, her nipple turning hard as diamond as she arches her back. “Mm,” she says, her voice muffled by my lips.
“I'm going to make you feel so good, you'll never go a single second without thinking about my mouth on your body.”
“I like the way that sounds,” she says as she runs her fingers down the front of my chest. “But words aren't actions. You better put your money where your mouth is.”
“My mouth hasn't even started yet.” I smile at her coyly and drop down to my knees.
Her panties are gray with a dark, wet circle in the middle. I can smell her sweet pussy dripping. My mouth is watering, eager to taste her flavor on my tongue.
I dig my fingertips into her thighs, squeezing tightly. “Fuck, I want to taste you so damn bad. I want to drink you up and eat you out until your legs are numb.”
Anna moans, arching her back hard and rolling her hips. “Taste me,” she groans, her voice breathy and soft.
I slip my fingers up her thighs and over her hips, grabbing the edge of her panties. She lifts her ass so I can pull her panties off. I drop them to the side and spread her legs as wide as they can go.
Her pussy glistens like stars in the ocean. Shaved, smooth as silk and delicious as candy. I run my tongue up between her lips, flicking her clit with the tip. Her thighs shake in my hands, and she drops her head back as she moans loudly.
He voice is music to my ears. The sound drives me insane. I need more of it. I want to hear her sing like a morning dove. Flattening my tongue against her entrance, I lick up to her clit and then suck on it. Anna coos, driving her hand into my hair and giving my roots a pull.
I glide back down and dip my tongue inside her, then quickly sweep it back to flick her clit. Her legs try to close around my head, but I refuse. Digging my fingers harder into her thighs, I hold her legs in place.
She releases my hair, and falls back on the counter, her palms slapping the granite with a loud smack. The backs of her heels press against my ribs as she rocks her hips, grinding her pussy against my face. Her arousal smears across my lips and drips down my chin. She tastes like fucking heaven.
My cock is hard as rock, tenting my boxers. I massage my dick lightly, eating her pussy like it's a five-course meal. With every sip I take, my balls draw up and my muscles buzz.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck,” she says quietly. Anna's body convulses, her mouth falling open as she comes. Her clit throbs against my tongue, pulsing hard as her fingertips clutch the counter.
“Holy shit,” she huffs out in one breath. Anna looks down at me, her eyes glossy and deep. “Wow.”
“I'm just getting started,” I say as I stand up. Her eyes drop to my dick as I pull it free from my boxers. “We're not done yet.”