Page 7 of Our Bodies, Our Choice

I mean, I’m fighting for my life right now.

“Please… oh, fuck.”

“Say it, baby. Beg me for what you want,” I push her further. Praying for the words to leave her mouth.

My heart is beating a dozen times a minute and the goosebumps over her skin tell me she’s close. Quicker than I expected, too. I didn’t think it would even go this far before she got up and walked away from me.

“Please touch me, I want to come but… on your fingers.” Her words even more breathless than before.

Yep, someone could kill me now and I’d die a happy fucking woman.

“Again,” I demand. “Say it again.”

She leans forward, her hands cupping my cheeks, and she kisses me deeply. It’s rough and desperate. “Fuck me, Nora, please.”

Without wasting another moment, I grab the fabric of her black vest, dragging it down her chest to reveal that—as always—she’s not wearing a bra. My other hand crests the space between her pussy and mine, and I curve two fingers around the silk material of her thong before tugging it to the side. Running the pads of my middle and index finger along her wet slit, I groan in response.

“God damn, you’re drenched.”

“Put your fingers inside me, please, Nora. I need you.”

“So polite.”

The moment I do as she asks, she throws her head back, showcasing her perfect breasts to me. Bending my head towards the right one, I wrap my lips around her pert nipple and suck it into my mouth, while simultaneously thrusting my fingers in and out of her all the way to the second knuckle.

“Right there… Oh, my fucking god!” she cries out, and Jesus, if this is what she really sounds like when she’s being fucked, I’ll never stop. “You feel so good, don’t stop.”

Her husky pleas do everything to spur me on—and if her trembling body is anything to go by, I know she’s hungry for more. Popping my lips from her nipple, I hoist her back up into my arms and lay her back onto the counter. Splaying her gorgeous body over the wood.

Her skirt is ruched to her waist now, and the material of her thong is still pushed to the side. Wrapping my fingers around it, I yank it clean from her body, tossing it somewhere in the room. Her pink pussy is on display for me and all I can think about is what she’s going to taste like. Covering her body with mine, I kiss her hastily.

“Tell me I can taste you. I need to hear you say it.” This is her first time with me, with a woman, and I won’t ruin that for her by only thinking of myself and taking what I want.

Whimpering into my mouth, Sky kisses me with just as much ferocity as I do her. In this moment, it feels as though we have always been this way. That this was how it was supposed to be between us from the very beginning, and I want every second with me right now to be perfect for her.

She deserves that much.

She deserves everything.

Whining, my girl gives me exactly what I asked for. “Nora! Yes!”

“Yes, what?”

“You can… Oh… Oh, fuck!”

“I can… What?”

“Please… You can… Oh god! Eat my pussy. Please, please, please,” she chants, and the sound of her breathless begging and whimpering sounds like a symphony of angels singing to me, and only me. “I’ll go fucking crazy if you don’t,” she mewls between kisses.

Finally.

I kiss my way down her body, from her neck to the curvature of her collarbone. Over the swells of her tits that are still perched over the fabric of her top, and down her stomach to her bellybutton. Everything about this woman drives me crazy. I’m hungry for her in every way possible. I’m full of pent-up, inconsolable need for every part of Sky, and finally I’m going to get to taste her.

Hoisting both of her legs over my shoulders, I hover my mouth over her smooth mound and descend upon it, covering her clit with my mouth and sucking. All while simultaneously using both my thumbs to spread her pussy lips wide open. Giving me full access to her dripping cunt that I’ve fantasized about for as long as I can remember.

That very first swipe of my tongue over the full extent of her core is extraordinary—a flavour I will never get enough of. Her pussy smells just like that mint shower gel she frequently uses, and the taste… Honey with a slight salty tang, and fuck if it isn’t heaven.

Her body begins to tremble and shake while I devour every inch of her. Flattening my tongue, I lick her from her tight hole before flicking the tip of the muscle up and over her needly little clit. The moment I do, Sky releases a sweet moan that sends shivers down my spine.