‘Five,’ she cries out, thrusting and shaking, and instantly I take my fingers to her, sliding up and down her parting as I kiss her feet, squeezing them with my free hand as she bucks and moans.
‘Such a good girl,’ I say as I slip my fingers inside her, teasing her. ‘I can feel you, desperate for me, squeezing me.’
‘I want you,’ she says urgently.
‘Lie on your back,’ I say, towering before her as I release her. ‘Then spread yourself. I want to taste you, Mackenzie.’
She grins, licking her lips before shuffling backwards up the sheets. Then she does as she’s told, her tight little body undulating and bucking as she slides her panties all the way down and parts her thighs for me, her sweet little pussy already glistening with need as I kneel forward.
‘Good girl,’ I say and she gasps, her breathing raw and uneven as I grip her ankles with both hands and tug her sharply forward. I run my hands up her calves, squeezing her hard as I sweep higher and higher, my fingers teasing the back of her knees as she writhes, and with every inch I travel, I edge closer and lay lower until my thumbs push their way up her inner thighs and then spread out over her tummy.
She quivers as I breathe upon her, my lips tingling as I gaze down, just an inch from her warmth, and I can feel the fire that burns there for me, her heat rolling off her like a hot spring as she bucks and thrusts toward me.
‘Please,’ she begs, twisting and gripping the sheet as I make her wait, drawing my hands down slowly. ‘Please.’
Then I smile and lean in.
As my tongue touches her sweet little lips I feel a tingle of electricity that runs all the way down my spine and lights a fire inside of me that burns like an inferno. Every part of me comes alive as I sweep myself up and down, and I find myself lapping at her as if I’m parched.
Fuck.
She tastes like nectar from the gods.
I am not worthy.
I am a mere mortal drinking from the fountain of youth. She is my nirvana and as keep going I feel myself ascending through the clouds as she moans and twists against my kiss, carrying her higher and higher. Again and again, I draw myself up and down, sampling every fold and curl, every bare patch of perfect shimmering skin, her juices flowing onto my tongue and soaking my beard as I drink and drink.
She is a goddess, and I am nothing.
Then I circle her clit, sliding my tongue beneath her hood and she cries out and bucks, and I am the King as she gushes my name.
‘Blake.’
I don’t stop, I am relentless, circling her steadily as she writhes and moans.
‘Don’t hold back,’ I say as I shift my arm forward and slip my fingers inside of her, curling them up and pulsing them softly as she bucks forward and moans hard, her eyes wide in surprise.
‘Oh fuck,’ she cries in a panic. ‘Blake.’
‘I want you to come for me, Mackenzie.’
‘Uh-huh,’ she nods, throwing herself back.
‘Every breath you take is mine,’ I say. ‘Every moan, mine. Every noise. Mine.’
‘Yes,’ she cries. ‘I’myours.’
‘I want your orgasm, Mackenzie. I want to feel it in my chest.’
‘Yes,’ she says twisting as she tightens.
‘That’s it baby girl, just like that,’ I say. ‘Give me yourself. Give me all of you.’
Then I lean in and lap at her with my tongue, swirling around and around as my fingers thrust and curl, thrust and curl, and then I feel her squeeze me as her tummy muscles tighten and she throws herself back and pushes up and wraps her thighs tight around my face as she releases, and my mouth floods with her love as she comes and I’m drowning and I don’t care as she twitches and squeezes me, the darkness between her perfect thighs all-encompassing.
And then as my breathing slows she relaxes and I swallow her, gasping hard as air rushes back into my lungs, and I tease her, little orgasmic aftershocks wreaking havoc with her body as she tingles and squeals, goosebumps spreading everywhere I touch.
‘Look at you. So beautiful,’ I say as she lies half-broken before me, limp and panting and barely able to catch her breath. ‘So perfect.’