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The crass words leave my mouth on a grunt as I surge deeper into her mouth, relishing in the sound of her moan that vibrates around my cock. The dirtiness of my words only seems to encourage her, and I can feel my spine tingling, my balls tightening.
I won’t last much longer, not with her perfect mouth wrapped around me.
I withdraw from her mouth, using my hand fisted in her hair to pull her off, guiding her off her knees until she’s standing at full height. Her glossy lips are now red and swollen from sliding along my cock, and the sight has my cock further thickening.
“Fuck, Juliet, you tryin’ to kill me? We just met,” I rasp, pulling her against me as I slide my hands under the fabric of her dress along the soft, pliant skin of her hips. So fucking sweet, and now I want to know if her pussy tastes as good as her lips do.
I drop to my knees in front of her and slide my hands up the smooth skin of her thighs, inching the dress higher and higher. Torturously slow, I bunch the fabric at her waist, revealing the little square of satin that scarcely covers her pussy. There’s a wet spot right in the center, her little clit pushing against the fabric, begging to be sucked.
My fingers slip under the tiny straps on her hips, brushing along the soft curve of her skin as I slowly, so goddamn slowly, drag my nose along that little wet spot, inhaling deeply. She smells so fucking good and I don’t need to run my tongue along the satin to know that she’ll taste even sweeter.
I want her pussy on my tongue. Right the fuck now.
I want every drop until she’s panting and writhing in my arms as she begs me to fuck her. And she will beg for my cock. I won’t stop until she does.
Eyes pinned to the apex of her thighs, I drag the satin down her legs, letting the panties pool at her feet before I pick them up and then shove them into my pocket, silencing her protest with one long swipe to her pretty pink cunt.
Fuck, I was right. She tastes so good that I want to stay here for hours, eating her pussy until she’s trembling and dripping.
“O-h god,” she whispers, her hands flying to my shoulders, fingers digging into my skin through the jacket. “Do that again, please.”
That’s it, baby, fucking beg for it.
Tell me exactly what you want.
I bring her leg to my shoulder, hooking it around my neck, and then wrap my arms around her thighs to lift her off the floor, standing straight with both of her legs wrapped around my shoulders like a pair of fucking earmuffs.
“W-what?” she stutters. “Put me down. I’m too heavy.”
Dragging my gaze from her perfect pussy up to her eyes, I shake my head, tightening my grip on her thighs, lifting her even higher just for good measure.
“Juliet, don’t insult me. I could bench-press you above my head for a fucking hour. Now, please let me devour your pussy before I fucking die of starvation. The only thing I want to hear from those pretty lips is my name when you come on my face.”
And that’s exactly what I do with her hoisted against the wall. I eat her swollen, wet pussy like a man who’s been starved, my hips flexing as I grind my cock against a fucking wall. Because until now, I didn’t realize just how long I’d gone without the decadence of a meal. That’s how she should be treated—like a delicacy. Because that’s what she is.
I take my time acquainting myself with her pussy, tasting her. Every time I circle her clit with my tongue, she bucks against my mouth.
“So damn responsive,” I mutter, then graze the sensitive bundle with my teeth. She whimpers and tightens her grip on me. I continue my assault of her clit, switching between flicking her with my tongue and sucking the tight bud into my mouth, dragging my teeth along her.
Her hips move in tandem with my mouth, bucking against me as her orgasm builds.
“That’s it, ride my face, fuck my tongue,” I say as I lift her higher, circling her entrance and tonguing her tight hole. I free one hand so I can fuck her with my fingers. When I slide two into her pussy, she clamps down around them, tossing her head back against the wall as she pulls my hair.
“I’m close… I—”
I fuck her harder, my fingers slamming in and out of her drenched pussy. The sound of her wetness, combined with her labored breathing and her throaty moans, has me ready to slam into her and make her come with my cock, but I have to make sure she’s ready for me.
“Come for me, Juliet.”
Sucking her clit into my mouth, I brush against her G-spot with my fingers. Her entire body shudders with pleasure as an orgasm rocks through her. She clenches around my fingers like a vise, so goddamn tight, her legs trembling on my shoulders as her back arches, and she cries out. A rush of wetness hits my tongue as her pussy spasms, and I greedily lick it up. Every fucking drop.
I’m thirty-three years old and can say without a fucking doubt that this girl squirting on my face in a stuffy, musty broom closet is the best thing that has fucking happened to me in a long time. Hell, maybe ever.
She sags against me, her entire body pliant and sated as her orgasm subsides. I slowly, carefully slide her down my body until her legs wrap around my waist, and we’re face-to-face, her hovering slightly above me.
Her fingers dance along my lips, which are still slick with her cum. I suck her thumb into my mouth, swirling my tongue along the pad, gently nipping until she yelps with a heavy-lidded stare.
“That was…”
