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“West…” She says my name so softly and so tentatively. “I…I’m not ready for everything yet.”
“And by everything?” I ask. I’m pretty sure I know where she’s heading with this discussion, but I don’t want to get this wrong. We’ve spent years dancing around each other, telling half-truths. I want those days to be over and done. We’re honest with each other now.
“Sex,” she finally murmurs. Only she’s not looking at me. She’s staring at the buttons on my shirt.
“Are you…?” I don’t even know how to finish the sentence. All this time I’ve saved myself for her, but I never imagined she’d be doing the same thing. Never thought I’d get to be her first and only.
She nods. “Nobody ever made me ache like you do.”
Primal satisfaction goes through me at her words. I’m the only one who can get her worked up and horny. The only one who can delight her body like this. I take a deep breath and press my forehead against hers. “We don’t have to do everything. But I want to make you feel good tonight.”
“Like on the sleigh?” There’s a slight tremor to her voice that I find adorable. Everything about this woman gets me going.
“But better this time.” My cock is leaking just remembering how tightly her channel clenched around my finger.
“I don’t think it gets better,” she says.
“Let’s find out.” This time when I reach for her buttons, she lets me. She lets me unbutton her shirt until I’m glimpsing her pink bra with the little white bow in the center. Her breasts swell over the cups, revealing full tits that I can’t wait to get my mouth all over.
Her cheeks are pink and she’s still not looking at me.
I put my finger under her chin, raising it. “Don’t look away like this is something to be embarrassed about. There’s nothing wrong about what’s happening between us.”
She licks her lip that’s still swollen from where I was kissing her. “We’re different, West.”
I can’t help grinning. She’s all soft curves and I’m hard ridges. She’s sunshine and joy while I’m the driving rain and grouchiness. It’s why we fit together so perfectly. “That’s the point.”
“No, I mean. You’ve got like this.” She gestures up and down my chest. “And I’m…fluffy.”
I finally understand what she’s saying. She’s self-conscious and the realization floors me. I squeeze her ass, hoping my fingerprints are on it tomorrow morning. “If you only knew how often I’ve worked my cock to the sight of these curves. In my mind, I’ve taken you in every possible position. I’ve had you on your knees, on your back, on your stomach. And every single time, it was the thought of this curvy body that had me coming in my hand and shouting your name.”
Her blush darkens but she gives me a small grin. “You touched yourself to thoughts of me?”
“Damn straight I did,” I answer. “For ten years all I’ve thought about is how good it would feel to fuck my best friend’s little sister. How pretty your tits would be, how noisy you’d be, how tight your cunt would feel around my cock.”
She gasps at my filthy speech. Instead of slapping me for it, she reaches for the clasp in the back and shrugs out of the bra. Just like that, I’m staring at perfection. Her pale pink tits put all of my fantasies to shame. She’s even better than every dirty dream I’ve had.
I lean forward and suck one nipple into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the tight bud. She arches into me and tugs on my hair, but I don’t stop. I can’t stop. I’ve been obsessed with this woman for ten years and now I have to know exactly what gets her off.
After a long minute, I move to the other breast to give it the same tender attention. There’s something so damn satisfying about having your woman’s tits in front of your face, about knowing you’re giving her an experience she’s never gotten with anyone else.
She’s squirming on my lap and begging for mercy by the time I finally release her. I love the sight of her nipples shining from my mouth. “Touch me again,” she pleads.
“I want to taste you this time,” I tell her. I got a tiny taste earlier in the sleigh, but it wasn’t enough. I don’t think it’ll ever be enough with this woman. I need my lips and fingers and cock on her all the time. My reason for existence has suddenly become clear and it’s to please this beautiful woman writhing on my thighs.
She’s too far gone to feel self-conscious because she gives a jerky nod and lets me help her out of her skirt.
I lay her back on the couch and pull down her panties slowly, watching her reaction. But she doesn’t look embarrassed or nervous like she did earlier. No, now she looks enraptured, like she can’t wait to see what I do next.
She’s got a nice full bush and for some crazy reason, that excites me. I love knowing that nothing gets to touch her down here. Not even a razor.
Slowly, I spread her pussy lips and take a moment to savor the view of all the glistening pink perfection. It’s for me. All that beautiful flesh belongs to me. She’s mine to protect. Mine to love. Mine to please.
Ducking my head, I inhale her scent before I run my tongue through her delicate folds. Her flavor explodes on my tongue, and I know I could die a happy man now. Because I’ve tasted the sweetest dessert in the world and it’s my woman’s pussy.
“You’re addictive,” I growl against her swollen flesh, feeling her juices coat my face and beard. It’s the sexiest feeling in the world, knowing that she’s making a mess on my face.
I lap at Cassie until she’s thrashing beneath me. She’s muttering incoherently and begging me not to stop. But I still don’t show her any mercy. I just put my hands around her hips to anchor her to the spot. She’s not getting away from me. Not now when we’ve just started to find our way together.
