She knew I’d stop this before it had a chance to begin.
"Come and use my mouth, baby girl," I directed, watching her pupils dilate.
My words had her finally jerking into action.
She started by straddling my waist, but I tutted and told her to sit with her back to me. Once she was in position, I quickly dragged her higher up so that her knees were on either side of my head.
"No hovering," I said gutturally. "You take your pleasure, Savannah. Do you hear me?"
Her nails dug into my chest as she obeyed.
The fucking scent of her got to me more than anything else.
As I jacked off, I sucked on her clit, humming around the nub as I flicked it with my tongue before sliding it down her pussy, through her folds and to her slit.
Thrusting into her made her grind against me and her fingernails dig into my stomach.
I didn’t give her my fingers because she’d set the terms of this, but I tugged on her pussy lips with my teeth, pulling back to slurp my way up to her clit.
She was drenched, so fucking wet that my mouth and nose were soaked with her juices almost immediately, and I lapped it up. Lappedherup.
And she creamed even harder with every stroke and every flutter of my tongue.
Nipping her clit made her scratch her nails against my abs, and she worked herself higher, grinding into me as I used the flat of the muscle to rub around the nub.
When her hand reached for my cock, I grabbed her wrist, squeezed it in a punishing warning, and mumbled against her cunt, "No dick. You didn’t ask for dick."
Her nails scratched down my leg in silent protest, but I just smiled against her sodden folds and went back to my work.
Stunned that she’d remained silent for this long, I decided to stop teasing her.
Instead, I sucked down on her clit,sucklingit, giving her the pressure I knew she needed until she was bucking against my face, using it to get off.
I fucking loved how she owned her pleasure, how she wasn’t ashamed to go after what she wanted.
When she grabbed my hips and squeezed down, I muttered against her sex, "Come for me, little one. Come now."
She tensed.
Turning rigid above me, she squeezed my face between her thighs.
The softest, most guttural of groans escaped her, and though I stopped like I’d said I would the moment she made a sound, she finally sagged against me, still using my face as a seat, and I jacked off faster than before. Harder. Rougher.
When I came, I knew my cum splattered back against my abs.
I didn’t complain when she lapped it up like a kitten who’d gotten the cream.
Not having realized I needed that to get to sleep after the clusterfuck of a day, when she was done cleaning me up, I rearranged her on the bed because she was limper than overcooked spaghetti, and we huddled closer to each other while I stripped off the necktie and tossed it on the ground.
"Feel better, little one?" I rumbled, dragging my nose down her cheek.
I was still faintly wet from her juices, but she didn’t care.
Yawning, she nuzzled into me, mumbling, "Uh-huh."
When she drifted off, so did I, and I finally managed to rest, proving her right when she said I needed a break.
At three AM, however, a scream sounded through the house, jarring me awake.