“No.”
I smirk at her immediate answer. She’s in for a world of pleasure.
Starting at her clit, I run my tongue from the tight bundle of nerves, between her folds, and up the crack of her ass.
A soft cry leaves her, and she shocks me when she pushes her hips back. I do it again and again and her cries become louder each time.
On the fifth swipe, I stop at her asshole and push the tip of my tongue inside at the same time I push a finger in her pussy. Both are tight as fuck. I can’t wait to feel each wrapped around my cock.
I leave her asshole behind and sit up on my knees, keeping my finger at her slick entrance. I slide the digit all the way inside, not surprised when I’m met with the soft piece of skin protecting her innocence. Pulling out, I add a second finger.
Luna bucks, rocking back and forth. “Mr. Monroe,” she moans.
“August,” I growl, and she looks at me over her shoulder. “You call me August when I have you like this.”
“August,” she responds softly.
Hearing my name come from her lips has pre-cum seeping from my cock.
I continue to slowly fuck her pussy with my fingers. When I add a third, I have trouble pushing it in. She’s going to fucking strangle my cock when I finally slide inside her.
I make sure I don’t go too fast or too deep. When I fuck her virginity away, I want her innocence on my cock, not my fingers.
Slipping my other hand between her legs, I pinch her clit between my thumb and pointer finger and roll it around. Her walls clamp down on me, giving away her impending orgasm. Curling my fingers and finding the spongy flesh inside her, I apply pressure.
Satisfaction roars inside me when a moment later, she lets out a loud cry and a gush of warm liquid seeps out around my fingers. I lean forward, pulling my fingers from her pussy, and lap up every drop, letting none go to waste.
Feeling the post orgasm ripples from Luna and hearing the way she can barely catch her breath, I kiss one of her butt cheeks and get to my feet. Her legs are shaky, and she looks about ready to fall, so I wrap an arm around her waist and pull her back against my chest. Her hair is still pushed to one side, so I take advantage of the exposed skin of her neck and press lingering kisses there.
“W-what was that?” she asks after a moment.
“That was the devil disguised as an angel, also known as a g-spot orgasm,” I whisper in her ear.
Her body sags back against me. “I’ve never done that before. Anytime….” She trails off, and I can feel the heat of her blush on my cheek.
“Not all women can have them.” I run my palm under her shirt and yank down one of the cups of her bra, filling my hand with her tit. “It takes practice for a man and woman to find just the right spot.” Using my other hand, I slide it down her stomach and cup her still swollen pussy. “Luckily for you, I’ve had a lot of practice and know exactly where that sweet spot is and how to manipulate it.”
I slip two fingers inside her and tweak her nipple at the same time. Using my fingers in her pussy, I pull her bare ass back against my erection.
I tug her earlobe with my teeth, then kiss away the slight sting.
“Are you ready?”
“For what?”
Instead of answering, I slip my hand from beneath her shirt, grab a handful of hair, and twist her head to the side. I take her mouth for the first time in a heated kiss, slashing my tongue with hers. Just like her pussy and ass, her mouth tastes fucking delicious.
I lift my head and gaze down at her. “See how good you taste?” I ask. “You’re fucking addicting, Luna Hendrix.”
My statement must please her, because she smiles.
“You came all over my fingers and mouth. Now it’s my turn to come on you,” I tell her.
Her smile fades, only for a heated look to replace it.
“Hands back on the couch, baby.”
She does so without protest.