Her laughter filled the room.
Taking off my kutte, grabbing the t-shirt I wore at the back of my neck, hunched my shoulders, and pulled it from my body.
“Can I record that and play that in slow motion?”
I laughed at that and asked, “Why?”
“Because that was hot as hell.” She told me.
Shaking my head at her, “Is that right?”
Conleigh licked her lips when I tossed my shirt onto the floor and without me having to say anything I watched as she unsnapped the button on her jeans. Then she slowly worked them over her hips and down her legs, and when I got the briefest hint of the black lace panties that matched the bra before she tossed the jeans onto the floor.
Undoing my belt I pushed my jeans down, revealing the dark green briefs I had on. I climbed up the bed, up her body, then pressed my lips to hers.
Running my tongue over the pulse in her neck, I smiled when she moved her body against mine.
“Burning up for me, Baby girl?” I asked in a whisper as I moved to her collarbone.
“Yes, Gage. The books I read didn’t explain this feeling inside of me.” She said in a panted breath.
“That’s because this is you and me, Baby girl.” Lifting my head from her body I moved up barely so I could look in her eyes when I said what I had to say next. “It’s not that this has been building for so long, it’s that our souls recognize the other.”
And that was the god’s honest truth.
The connection that we shared, well, there was no other explanation for it.
Bracing my body above hers with my forearm, I smiled into her skin because the bra she had on was front clasping.
Popping the clasp, I moaned when her full breasts were revealed to my hungry gaze.
And then I moved.
Taking one nipple into my mouth, I tweaked the peak with my tongue. Nibbling and sucking as if my life depended on it.
Because the reward I got from that?
That was feeling her tight heat against my belly as she moved, writhing beneath me.
Moving to her other nipple, showing it the same attention, and had to smile when I felt how damp her panties were.
Even more so when she said in a rasp, “Gage hurry.”
“I will, Baby girl, I promise. But first I have to get you ready.” I told her as I moved my body down hers, nibbling at the flesh that led the way to the fucking promised land.
Taking her panties in my teeth, I did something I have always wanted to do. I pulled them down her body and had her laughing the entire time.
As soon as I had my body into position, salivating at the vision that was laid bare before me.
Her thighs opened wider, giving me the perfect opportunity to do what I wanted to do, what I’ve been wanting to do. “I am ready Gage… oh I am sooo… oh my god.”
I grinned full out as I swiped my tongue along her clit.
Loving that she didn’t shave. “Don’t ever shave babe. Trim yes, but shave never. I’m a full-grown man, don’t want to look at an adolescent pussy.”
She didn’t respond because I dove my tongue into her pussy, tonguing it, circling it, pulling it into my mouth.
“Gage. Holy shit.” I watched as her stomach rose as her back came off the bed.