I pulled her toward me then, sticking my face in her covered vulva and inhaling. “I can smell your scent, Melanie. You’re wet. I can smell that you want me.”

“Oh my God.”

“You want to please me? Stop wearing cotton panties. I want to see that beautiful ass and beautiful pussy in silk and lace. In a thong riding up those ass cheeks.”

“Oh my God,” she said again.

I inhaled once more. She was ripe. So ripe for me. I couldn’t help myself. I twisted those panties and ripped them right off of her.

She gasped.

I slid my tongue between her legs, tasting a drop of her sweetness. I savored her, every ounce of her. She was everything to me. I had never known a feeling like this. She couldn’t leave me. She just couldn’t. I would not allow it. I wouldn’t survive.

I forced the thoughts from my mind and slid my tongue through her slick folds once more. “Your pussy tastes so good, baby. Do you have any idea what you do to me?”

She sighed, the melodic sounds drifting to my ears.

“Tell me, baby. Tell me you know what you do to me. Tell me you know how I hunger for you.”

Another sigh. Then, “I know. I know what I do to you.”

I nipped at her clit, and she jerked against me.

“You like that, sweetheart?” I asked.

“Yes. God, yes.”

I had to taste more of her, every crevice of her.

I grabbed her hips and turned her around, laying her on the bed. I disposed of her socks quickly and spread her thighs, diving in. I sucked at her, ate at her, drinking every ounce of sweet cream out of her beautiful pussy. And then I flipped her over.

“You have a beautiful ass, sweetheart. So gorgeous.” I caressed her soft globes, longing to give her just a little smack, to make her ass the slightest shade of pink. I held myself in check. I would bring her in slowly. I slid my fingers through her slick folds, and then upward, over her puckered hole. This would probably be new to her, and it might be a good way to start. It wouldn’t involve bondage or spanking.

I nudged her pink opening. She gasped, but didn’t tell me to stop.

“Such a pretty little asshole, baby. I’m going to lick you here now, okay?”

She nodded.

I stuck my nose between her gorgeous cheeks, giving her pussy a slick lick, all the way up over her tight little hole. My cock was straining against my jeans. I was tempted to stop and undress, but not yet. Right now I was going to give her the rimming of her life, most likely her first. And it would be one she would never forget.

“Has anyone ever licked your ass before, baby?”

“No,” she whimpered.

“That’s because it’s mine—your virgin ass.” My lips and tongue burned with the first touch. With one hand, I unbuckled, unsnapped, and unzipped my jeans, freeing my aching cock. Then I spread her cheeks farther apart and sucked on her cute little hole.

She mewled into the comforter, her hips undulating.

Yes, she liked it.

When I thrust two fingers into her wet pussy, she bucked beneath me, moaning.

“Oh my God, Jonah! Oh my God!”

I massaged her G-spot as I continued to lick her sweet ass. When she clamped down on my fingers, I knew she was about to climax.

“I’m coming! Jonah. I’m coming.”


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