tightness of her cunt.
With a silent plea, she arched her hips, and he grinned, knowing exactly what his little temptress wanted. But he liked to hear her tell him what she wanted from him, enjoyed hearing the words move from her lips. Her naughty words excited him—turned him on.
“Would you like me to eat your pussy, Brie?”
“Yes,” she cried breathlessly.
He liked that she didn’t hesitate. “What would you like me to do to your pussy?”
“I—”
“Now, now, Brie, this is not the time for shyness. We’ve been through this before. I’ll do whatever you want, but you have to tell me what you want first.”
Her fingers squeezed into the fabric of the chair. “Lick me,” she blurted.
His tongue grazed over her inner thigh. “Like that?” He fought the urge to smile, loved teasing her.
“No,” she whispered.
“Lick you where?”
Her sweet pink tongue glided over her bottom lip, and his cock got harder. How that was possible, he had no idea, but it did. He blew another warm burst of air over her clit. Her head lolled back, chest arched forward. Full breasts filled his vision, her rosy pink nipples hardened to perfection.
“Oh God,” she gasped, frustration glimmered in her eyes. “Jonah, Please. Do it, eat my pussy, suck me, fuck me. For Christ’s sake do something,” she begged.
Chuckling, he responded, “Whatever the lady wants.”
Fevered passion forced him to probe the depths of her pussy, fucking her with slow, determined strokes. Licking the wetness from her cunt, his tongue swirled around her clit, again and again. Closing his mouth over the throbbing bud, he let his hungry mouth and tongue dance, flicking fast and eager.
Soft, fluttering moans escaped her trembling lips. She tugged on her nipples, pulling at them as she drew closer to orgasm. He could taste it. Felt her body writhing under his touch.
His mouth worked her pussy as he watched her wicked fingers play with her body, heightening her own pleasure. If he had more hands, he would gladly join her, but currently his fingers were occupied—one hand spreading the lips of her pussy, while the other probed at her rear, rubbing around the entrance to her rectum.
“Yes, Jonah, that’s it. Oh God, feels so good.”
More aggressive than ever, he sucked her pussy, sliding his mouth up and down on her clit, sucking it hard between his lips. His finger pumped inside her, first one then two, then three. He felt her cunt tighten and squeeze around his probing fingers and watched as her juices flooded from her pussy.
Pumping faster, he continued to suck her clit. A tormented cry tore from her lips as she finally began to come. He didn’t let up, lapping at her delicious essence.
One final lick and he stood in front of her. She reached forward to take his cock in her hand. He knew she was going to slide his dick between her moistened lips and suck him until he came in her mouth, but he had other plans for his mate.
Jonah grabbed hold of her hand before she could grip his pulsing cock. “No, that’s not what I want.” Wide-eyed, she stared at him. “Get on your hands and knees. I want to fuck that pretty little asshole of yours.”
She nibbled her lip “But we don’t have any lubricant.”
He licked around his mouth, tasting the remnants of her orgasm. ”Your pussy is plenty wet. I’ll have no problem sliding into you.” He held her timid gaze. “You do like being fucked this way, don’t you?”
She nodded. “Yes, but my first time was with Sebastian. This is only my second time.”
“I won’t hurt you, Brie. I’ve waited a long time to take you this way.”
“Why didn’t you try before when it was just us these past few weeks?”
He glared down at her, his cock in his hand, stroking slowly. She stared at his hard, thick shaft. Pre-cum glistened at the head of his cock. “Are we going to talk about it or are you going to let me fuck you?”
She gave a shy smile and turned onto her hands and knees,
Gay street, so Jane always thought, did not live up to its name.