Page 77 of Choosing Stella

His fingers flexed in my hair but never forced me closer.

“Stella.”

I raised my head again.

“If you keep doing that, I’m going to come.”

I eased back.

“Not yet.”

A strained laugh escaped him.

“You’re enjoying this.”

“Very much.”

I kissed the head of his cock once and stood.

Geo caught me around the waist.

I laughed as he turned us and sat me on the edge of the bed.

“No chasing,” I reminded him.

“I remember.”

“Then what are you doing?”

“Returning the favor.”

He pulled my pants down with my underwear.

I kicked them away.

Geo went to his knees.

The first stroke of his tongue over my clit wiped the smile from my face.

“Oh, fuck.”

His hands settled on my thighs.

I opened them wider.

“Again.”

He did.

Geo licked me slowly until I was wet enough that I could feel it against the inside of my thighs. He pressed two fingers inside me and watched my face while he curled them.

I grabbed the edge of the mattress.

“Right there.”

His mouth closed around my clit.

My hips lifted.