legs, so aroused, I hold still as he slides between my lips. Sliding in and out of my mouth. Long, slow strokes.
His breath comes faster as he reaches down, the slightly rough skin of his finger strokes along the edge before sliding through my slick flesh, heading straight for my clit. The nub pulses hot and tight between my dripping lips.
His fingers trace my clit, with a rough flick and I shudder, moaning. My red swollen lips eagerly gobble his cock.
His fingers rub, slide back, circling the entrance to my body with an exploring touch. The rough pads of his fingers close around my clit making me boneless. Rubbing his fingers on my clit at the same time he leans in and I can feel the hot gust of his breath on my most intimate flesh. The heat is my only warning before he puts his mouth on me, kissing my pussy long and deep. The scruff of his face scratching my thighs and I whimper.
My blood pumps hotly through my veins, I arch, pressing myself more fully against his mouth.
I hear my own desperate groan, before my body clenches and grows even slicker for him, the wetness of my body loud to my ears. His tongue spears me, fucks me, lapping up the proof of my pleasure before sinking a finger deep inside me.
“ Ian!”
Thighs parting, my knees nearly touch the bed, opening myself more fully to his assault.
I shudder, biting back a moan as he flicks his tongue over the entrance to my body. His large hands slide under my ass, lifting my hips to press me closer.
“ I like the taste of you.”
My clit throbs and a short scream erupts as he covers me with his mouth again, my heels dig into the mattress, my fingers thread deep into his hair, pulling him closer. This time, he tries little flicks and licks using his tongue, rubs with his thumb and sucks with his mouth. Lifting away his lips as I begin bucking against him, he plays his finger through my slickness before sliding it inside again…then adding another. Twisting, thrusting, probing.
I want him to lick and suck and bite at me, my eyes close and I moan. Lost in the sensations.
Quivering, I gasp around his cock, begging him not to stop. So he pumps his fingers, slow and deep and again.
He trails a single, bold finger down the cleft of my cheeks and parts of my mind just haze over. And then I feel the brush of a fingertip against my sensitive hole, probing as he begins to push in a little with one thick finger, breaching the tight ring of muscle and enters.
The air escapes my lungs and I freeze as he eases into my hole, then inserts two fingers back into my pussy. I feel full. Bucking as he thrusts with his fingers while sucking my clit hard with his mouth.
“ Oh, God, I’m going to come.” A jolt of electricity shoots through me and my tiny muscles clench on his finger over and over again as tremors of pleasure shake my body.
Making a rumbling sound deep in his chest, he leans on his elbow, gripping the back of my neck with his free hand as I work him with my hands and mouth.
His breath comes in short puffs as he begins to speed up, short, shallow thrusts. I can feel his cock thicken but he holds off from coming.
I buck and moan against his tongue and fingers as they work my pussy. The excruciating pleasure is almost too much.
I practically sob. Thrusting my hips up I fuck myself on his fingers. His tongue stroking insistently on my engorged clit, licking up and down my wet slit.
I arch even more. Pressing my heels into the mattress I lift my hips off the bed. Clenching my fingers in the sheets, I force myself not to wiggle as my second orgasm begins off slowly and is now overpowering me, my pussy clenching in wave after wave of sensation.
“ I want you inside of me.”
He lifts his head from where it was laying against the crease of my thigh, my juices pearly drops on the stubble of his chin.
“ I can certainly do that.”
He moves between my legs, causing his arousal to nestle snugly into the hot, wet place between my thighs. Sliding his hands down
Jennifer McCartney, Lisa Maggiore