Micah
Daphne whips her shirt off, then reaches behind her back to unclasp her bra. As it falls away, I stroke myself, so close to coming it’s not funny. This girl has me so fucking hot for her. I shuttle my fist from root to crown, over and over, with a slight twist of my wrist each time.
Daphne watches, kneeling in front of me. Her lips have parted, her eyes a little unfocused. The beautiful flush from her orgasm still tints her cheeks.
“Play with your nipples, baby.” Those tight little buds poking off her chest stimulate me in ways I’d never dreamed possible. It’s been like this from the second I first touched her. If she only knew that I jack off every day to thoughts of her tight little nipples.
She sucks in a breath, a question on her face, and her brows inch up.
“Please, baby. It fucking turns me on.”
She nods. “Okay.” Slowly she lifts her hands to cover each nipple with her palms, rubbing in swift circles before taking them between her fingers and pinching. “Ohh.” The little moan slipping past her lips as she teases herself and continues to watch me jack my dick makes it twitch.
The sudden glint in her eye should have been a warning, but it surprises me when one of her hands leaves her breast to drift down over all the silky, perfect skin of her abdomen. I swallow hard as her fingers disappear down the front of her panties.
“How wet are you, Daph?”
Her face flushes red, and that same color travels down all over her chest. “So wet.”
“Put your fingers inside your tight little pussy, baby.” Holy fuck, when I come, it’s going to be like a rocket going off. “Do you like that?”
“Yes, but—”
“But what?”
“I like it better when you touch me.”
“Look at me. You’re so goddamn beautiful like this. Imagine I’m touching you.”
She breathes carefully in and out, nodding. Her eyes fall shut as she works her fingers in and out, rocking her hips. She starts to pant. Oh, fuck. So fucking sexy. “Now pull them out and circle your clit with them.”
Her fingers work frantically over the swollen bundle of nerves, slipping through her arousal. She’s continued to play with her nipples, going back and forth with her free hand, as if she can’t help herself. Fuck, yes. She’s like a volcano about to erupt. Her eyes flicker open, and she watches me hungrily. This. Is. Everything.
“Micah …”
“Yeah, baby?”
“I’m about to …”
Just as she lets out a throaty moan, my balls draw up and lightning skates down my spine. I’m going to blow my load.
“Oh God, Micah. I’m—” Her face goes slack, her eyes drifting shut. The pace of her fingers slows. The visual in front of me has me jerking to a stop, the orgasm hitting hard.
My cum hits her in the chest in spurts as she continues to rock her pussy against her hand.
Her eyes blink open, and she looks down at her chest, then back up at me. “Whoa. I kind of wish my eyes had been open for that.”
I give a rough chuckle. “There’s always next time.”
She rises from kneeling, and that’s when I notice something I hadn’t before. I’d been so busy watching her get herself off that I hadn’t seen the panties that were visible beneath her unzipped jeans. My girl is wearing fucking sexy Star Wars briefs with the Millennium Falcon imprinted right there. I may come all over again.
I crook my finger at her, then yank my boxer briefs and jeans back up, tucking my dick back inside.
She steps between my legs, looking down at me, curious.
I nod, grasping her around the waist and pulling her astride me. Her breath stutters when I drag my finger through the mess on her chest. I hold it in front of her mouth. “Suck it clean.”
She takes a tentative lick up one side before she wraps her lips around my finger. She swirls her tongue around and around before she finally draws backward.