“Sweetheart, I promise you no less than three.”
I swear it feels like a business deal, the way we’re bargaining back and forth.
“And if you don’t follow through on your commitment?” Cali asks. A sly grin is on her face. Does she have something in mind that she wants from me?
“You don’t have to worry about that. By the time we’re done, you’ll lose count of how many times you scream my name.”
I nip her inner thigh playfully, and she moans and tosses her head back, jaw parted, eyes shut. “Look at me,” I command.
Her eyes struggle to open, the bluest depths staring back at me. She bites on her bottom lip, and I kiss a trail over her pussy through her panties. I avoid her clit, but run my tongue along her slit, tasting her wetness through the thin fabric.
She wants me to go in for the kill. I can tell she’s restless and antsy, but I’m not about to waste her first orgasm without a heavy dose of foreplay. I want her excited, her pussy throbbing, and her begging me to fuck her.
Cali moans, and one hand is roaming through my hair. Her touch feels fantastic. Her other hand twists at the sheets, trembling as I pull her panties to the side and separate her folds, admiring her glistening juices that reveal how turned on she is.
She wiggles her hips.
“Take them off,” she says, telling me she wants me to remove her panties. Her fingers land on the elastic band, but I don’t follow her instruction.
“Not until you’ve had your first orgasm,” I say.
A whimper spills past her lips, and she covers her face with her hand. “This is torture.”
“Do you want me to stop?” I ask.
“No!” Her eyes bolt open, and she glares at me. “I want you to give me an orgasm. One that you rave on about, but I’ve yet to experience.”
She’s toying with me, trying to have me give in to her desires.
“And you will, when I’m ready,” I say.
With my hand keeping her panties to the side and her pussy exposed, I lick along her slit, tasting her wetness and teasing her swollen lips.
She bends her knees for me. “Good girl,” I say as she gives me a better view and more room to lick and suck her pussy. She tastes sweet and sinful. I push my tongue inside her warmth, licking and tongue-fucking her where I want my cock.
Cali shifts her hips, angling her pussy so that I’ll reach her clit. “Ask me if I’ll touch your clit,” I say with a smug smile, and continue tonguing over her wetness and warmth.
“Will you touch my clit?”
“Not yet,” I say, teasing her.
She moans and whimpers, and after a few seconds, she brings her hand down between her thighs. I let her touch herself before dragging her fingers into my mouth. I crawl back up her torso, kissing her, tasting her, devouring her lips.
Cali wraps her legs around me, trying to roll us around, but I don’t let her. “Logan,” she purrs, and it’s the first time she’s moaned my name tonight. But it won’t be the last.
My cock is rock hard. Cali sounds absolutely sinful with my name on her lips. That’s not the only thing I want on her lips.
I growl and yank her panties down, ripping the fabric in the process. My cock twitches, and I want desperately to be buried inside of her warmth.
I drag my fingers against her clit, wanting to bring her over the edge, desperate to hear her moans and feel her warmth and tightness surround my shaft.
Her hips gyrate with my hands, and I let her reach her first orgasm, pleased by the gasps and moans that spill from her lips.
Before she has time to recover, I grab a condom and slide it on, teasing her pussy lips with the head of my cock.
“Fuck,” she mutters as her body climbs down from her first orgasm.
“We’re not done yet,Sweetheart.” I grab her good leg and lift it to my shoulder, inching my cock inside of her.