I was right. Her body knows how badly she needs this.
I open my mouth and indulge in her sweet young slit.
Pushing my upper lip against her clit and my lower against her hole, I swipe my tongue over her pussy. I flick it up one lip and then down the other. Her moans fill the air, strangled and choked like she’s trying to hold back… like she thinks there’s any chance of us stopping now.
Licking her even faster, I focus my attention on her needy clit. It feels engorged, swollen like all her euphoria is filling it up.
I sink my hands into her hips, pulling her closer, tasting as much of her sweet pussy as I can.
Her hips begin to twitch, the same way they did when I made her come yesterday with my hand. But there’s an added urgency to it this time, as I slip my tongue down to her hole, circling it quickly, before going wild on her greedy little clit.
Her moans turn into cries.
I close my eyes and savor the taste of her, the sounds she makes, as her songlike voice fills the air. She drives forward and I move with her, pressing down with even more carnal pressure against her clit.
The tip of my tongue flickers back and forth, over and over, until her moaning becomes breathy. She sounds like she’s on the edge. She sounds like she’s so close.
I let out a snarl, my manhood aching as it pushes against my pants. Resisting the urge to reach down and free myself – and fuck her right now, hard and rough until I’m exploding inside of her – I focus on her trembling body instead.
She makes a gasping sound when the orgasm hits her like she’s drowning.
Her pussy gifts me with the tastiest, tangiest cream, her virgin hole fluttering and soaking my mouth. I greedily lap at her, rubbing my finger against her clit, drinking down everything she can give me.
She’s delicious, and her taste just makes my cock all the harder.
“Oh, God,” she moans once the orgasm has passed.
I stand, looming over her, staring down at her bare legs, at the way her pussy twinkles for me.
“I need you,” I growl, feeling like a caveman, feeling like I need to fuck her and impregnate her before it’s too late.
She stares up at me, looking for a moment like she might tell me no, we have to wait.
But then she makes that adorable enthralling sound.
“Hmm-mm.”
She nods, and I quickly lean down and scoop her into my arms, cradling her to my chest. She throws her arms around my shoulders and cuddles closer to me as I carry her through my apartment, making long quick strides as I take her to my bedroom.
I can’t get her to the bed fast enough. I set her down gently and then lean over, grab her shirt and pull it up. She giggles and raises her hands, I toss it to the floor, and then immediately grab onto her bra.
Pulling it loose, I step back, staring down at her.
“Fuck,” I whisper.
She sits up on her elbows, her body flushed with her lust, patches of red here and there. Her pussy glistens in the low automatic lighting, and her breasts are begging me to suck them, begging me to fall upon her and take what’s mine.
“Who do you belong to?” I snarl as I take off my leather jacket.
“You,” she moans, her eyes fixating on my hands as I begin to unbutton my shirt.
“For how long?”
I shrug my shirt off and let it drop to the floor, stepping forward. Her mouth falls open, making my cock throb with even more primal urgency.
“Forever.”
“Good girl,” I growl, grabbing my belt and pulling it loose.
I take off my trousers and my underwear quickly. My cock springs free and then, with the cutest moment of indecision imaginable, my woman reaches forward and wraps her hand around my engorged length. I groan as she begins to stroke me up and down, the movement causing her breasts to jiggle captivatingly.
“You need to think…” I bite down, as she strokes over my helm and spreads the sticky precome down to my base. “About what position you’re going to take it in, baby girl.”
“What do you want?”
I know I’ve crossed the threshold now, the point of no return because the shiver in her voice makes me want to fuck her even more. She sounds so damn innocent, so unsure, like any second she’s going to say she can’t do this. She’s too nervous.
But her creamy reddening skin doesn’t lie. The drenched tastiness of her slit doesn’t lie.
“I can’t decide.” I smirk. “Any position with you is perfection. Lie on your back, Billie. Now.”
She lets go of my manhood and lies back, staring up at me as her hands glide over her bare breasts. She pushes them together, and an endearing smile touches her lips when I let out a carnal moan.