“I want to make you come again,” she said more firmly, her eyes widening a fraction as my pussy tightened from her words, her fingers slowing as if she was unsure. “You like dirty talk?”
I smirked, leaning down to nip her lip lightly. “You can talk dirty to me if you want, I won’t say no.”
“Can I go down on you?” She was going to fucking kill me.
“Fuck yes, you can,” I groaned, dropping onto my back beside her. She rolled over to face me, holding my gaze despite her face burning with embarrassment as she lifted her fingers to her mouth and sucked my juices.
I cursed, not being able to take my eyes off her as she licked them clean.
“You taste good,” she whispered, and I could feel my self-control slipping away.
“If you don’t touch me soon, I’m going to flip you onto your back and fuck you for the next week,” I growled, hating to sound desperate but beyond caring.
“What if I suck at it?” she asked, biting her lower lip.
I tugged her on top of me, parting my legs to make room for her to lay over me. “I’ll help you, but you’ll be fine. You’re not supposed to know what you’re doing when you’ve never done it before.”
“You’ll direct me?” she asked with relief, her shoulders relaxing.
“You want me to boss you around in bed? Sold.” I grinned, running my fingers through her hair and pulling her down to kiss me. “Take your time. I promise you’ll make it feel good.”
She nodded, kissing me and teasing my lips with her tongue as she slid her hand between my legs again. She eased two fingers inside me, and I couldn’t help but arch slightly at the delicious intrusion.
She studied my face as she figured out which pace worked for her, my hips jerking as she brushed across my G-spot. “Right there?”
“Yeah, curl your fingers a little. Oh, fuck,” I gasped as she did as directed, my body already tingling with need. “Tease my clit. You’re doing so good.”
She surprised me when she shuffled down my body, only hesitating for a second before wrapping her lips around my clit to suck it into her mouth. I instantly tangled my fingers in her hair, probably pulling too hard, but she didn’t move away.
She pumped her fingers in and out, curling them every so often as she tongued my clit, and I couldn’t hold back the loud moan as I came hard, the sound more like a fucking scream that everyone in the house had definitely heard.
I ground my pussy against her face, easing up my grip on her hair as I started to come down from the high. “Fuck, sorry.”
Her pupils were blown as she looked up at me, wiping her mouth with her hand. “Was that good?”
I reached for her, pulling her over me to give her a kiss. “So fucking good. Do I get to fuck you until you pass out now?”
“Is that possible?” she asked skeptically, squealing as I flipped us over so that I was laying between her legs instead.
“You’ve been having the wrong kind of sex if you’ve never passed out. If you want more than my fingers, let me know. I don’t really care for toys other than vibrators, but I know some people like feeling full.”
“You don’t like dildos?”
“It’s not that I don’t like them, I just prefer fingers and a mouth. It’s fun to change things up sometimes though. If you need something to help get you off, just ask,” I promised, her brow creasing with confusion. When she didn’t voice her thoughts, I stroked my fingers across her forehead to smooth the creases. “Tell me what’s on your mind.”
“I’m going to sound rude and arrogant.”
“Never. Just ask.” I chuckled, not surprised by her next question.
“If lesbians don’t like guys, why do some still like dildos?”
“Because we’re simply not attracted to men. If it takes the feeling of being filled and fucked deep to get someone off, that’s okay. They can still be gay. Have you seen some of the weird sex toys on the market? There’s tentacles and everything. Doesn’t mean they want to actually fuck a damn octopus though.” I smirked and slid my hand between us to pinch her clit lightly, making her jerk. “So if you need a vibrator, dildo, or even a finger in the ass in order to come, don’t be afraid to ask for it. All I care about is getting you off and making you feel good. You won’t hurt my ego or anything.”
She seemed surprised, but she nodded and got comfortable.
Since she’d wanted it to be gentle last time, I started with light touches, brushing my thumb over her clit every so often as I slowly teased her pussy with my finger, pushing it in a little just to withdraw it and going deeper on the next stroke.
“I…” she said softly but hesitated to say anything else. I continued to tease her, leaning down to graze my teeth over her pebbled nipple before speaking.