He keeps going, alternating between delving his tongue into my pussy and then drawing it out to lick my clit over and over, until it’s driving me wild, my whole body shaking and my hips bucking against his mouth.
Then, out of nowhere, he sits up.
I gasp, this time in protest, and reach for his head, trying to pull him back.
He smirks and catches both my hands. Kisses my palms one after another as he watches me. “You want me to keep going?” he asks.
“Yes,” I pant.
“How badly?” he asks.
I scowl, frustrated. “I…”
“Beg me to make you come, Sasha. Beg me to lick you until you can’t stand it, until you scream so loud you wake up everyone for miles around.”
Damn him. I press my lips together, frustrated.
He lifts an eyebrow, waiting.
I blow out a sharp breath of air. “Please, Grant.”
“Please what?” he taunts, tilting his head with a smirk.
“Please… Make me come.”
“How do you want me to make you come, Sasha?”
“I want you…” I lick my lips, swallowing hard. “I want you to lick my pussy. I want you to tongue me until I can’t stand it.”
His smile widens. “Your wish is my command.” He ducks between my thighs again, and I bury my hands in his hair as he pushes his tongue straight into my pussy once more, circling it inside me.
When he pulls his tongue out to pay attention to my clit, I pant louder, my breath coming hard and fast as I arch up to press my pussy closer to his mouth. At the same time I tighten my fists in his hair, pull him against me as his tongue laps across me again and again, over and over, until I can’t stand it, the pressure is building so high it’ll drive me mad.
“I’m going to come,” I cry out faintly, trying to catch my breath. “Fuck, Grant, don’t stop, I’m going to come…”
He circles his tongue right over my clit, sensing exactly what I need. That motion is enough to send me over the edge, and I scream with pleasure as the orgasm hits me. It rockets through my body, echoing all the way down to my toes and my fingertips, flooding my brain with ecstasy.
My vision turns to blurry sparks, and my body shakes from the force of it, my pussy convulsing.
Grant, for his part, doesn’t stop. He just leans back a little and slides one finger into me, even as my pussy clamps down tightly around him. He curls it inside me, drags his finger along my front wall with practiced motions, finding my G-spot easily. He adds a second finger, then leans down to tongue my clit again at the same time, and I cry out once more, my voice harsh from overuse.
Fuck, I think, or maybe scream, I’m not sure. His touch keeps the sensation going, keeps my body hovering right there on the brink, as I brace for an aftershock. But with his fingers inside me, pressing against my G-spot, stroking in and out, filling me, and his tongue still lashing across my clit again and again, unrelenting, the second orgasm hits harder than the first. My hips buck, and I can hardly catch my breath, my whole body shaking hard.
He finally draws his fingers out of me, only when my hips sag back against the blanket and my eyes drift closed, the sheer force of that orgasm making me relaxed, stunned. He sits upright and I peer down to watch him licking his fingers clean, one at a time, eyes focused on mine.
But if anything, all those orgasms did was make me hungrier for him. Hungry to have him fill me completely, in the way only his cock can do.
I reach up for him eagerly, and he falls across me on all fours as I fumble with the button of his jeans. He’s rock hard underneath, and it only takes a moment for me to shove his jeans down, his boxers after them, until his cock springs free.
Now he’s the impatient one.
“Fuck, Sasha.” He grabs my legs and spreads them wide, kneeling between. I arch up to wrap my thighs around his waist, as he lines up his cock with my soaking wet entrance. “You are so. Fucking. Perfect,” he murmurs as he stares into my eyes, slowly, slowly pressing into me.
He feels incredible. My pussy is already sensitive from the double orgasm, and the feeling of his cock spreading me, stretching me to my limit, drives me wild. I tighten my legs around his waist with every inch he pushes into me, and when he’s finally completely inside me, I wrap my arms around his shoulders too, hold him there inside me for a moment, just savoring the feeling of his cock, his body, him, here with me.
“Fuck you feel so fucking incredible,” he murmurs.