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I feel like I’m about to explode. Excitement is about to burst out of me. He swipes his tongue against mine, and I turn to mush, leaning into him, enjoying every bit of this kiss.
He puts his arm around me, pulling me close and it’s like I step into a world of warmth and glow. It’s like I’m plastered against a wall of muscles, but the wall moves and hugs me back. And feels so good.
So. Good.
I barely notice when he pulls my shirt over my head, and all of a sudden, he’s cupping the lace over my bra. Whoa, that didn’t take long… I want to protest, to strengthen the boundaries, but the fire coiling at the pit of my belly is my boss right now.
“You are so fucking sexy,” he says, his voice deep and hoarse.
I’ve always wondered if my boobs aren’t too big. Too heavy. But now, he acts like they’re the best thing he’s ever seen.
“Let me see more,” he says, and reaches for the clasp of my bra.
I hesitate for a moment. A part of me wants to hold back, but another part wants to dive head-first into this sea of lust. “Grant…”
“No dick action, baby,” he says. “I’ll just make you feel good tonight.”
I worry my lower lip. I’m trying to think straight, but there is so much blood pounding in my ears, it’s impossible.
“I’ll eat your pussy, but not fuck it. It’s a promise,” he says, his voice even deeper than before.
My tits feel even heavier, like there is a hot stir behind my breasts sending zings of awareness, little shocks charged with longing, through the rest of me. Did he just say he’s going to eat my pussy? I’m sure my cheeks and neck are red at this point, but then again, my whole body is on fire.
I nod, my head bobbling forward slowly like I’m in an erotic trance.
He unclasps my bra then it slides down my arms, and falls to the sofa. I take a long deep breath, so desperate to catch hold of my emotions. A twinkle of intense lust crosses his eyes, and I quiver like he just touched me somewhere no one else has ever touched before.
Well, he is. He will.
But this is so much more than that. This is—
“God help me, Amy. Your tits are unbelievable.”
He dips his head, and takes one of my breasts in his mouth. I drop back on the couch, unable to handle all his weight on me. He flicks his tongue at my nipple with hunger, then touches my other breast with his free hand.
Blood throbs in all my pulsing points, my internal organs about to short circuit. Every part of me is begging for his touch, his mouth, his dick if I’m being honest. Turns out my pussy is the part of myself I can trust the least. Because right now, it’s drenching wet and tender, achy, and ready to be taken.
He drags his mouth down, kissing my tummy, then he scoots me to the edge of the couch, and peels off my jeans and underwear.
I’m trembling, burning up, and knowing he’s seeing me in the nude doesn’t help the case. But he doesn’t let up, and he lowers himself to the couch. What is he doing? Before I can make up my mind, he pulls me down, swiftly, and I realize that now I’m straddling his face, as he lays on the floor. I’m sitting on him, looking down on his body, mesmerized.
Heat floods my face—and my pussy.
“Yeah baby… slap my face with this tight, pink pussy. I’ll eat you like my last fucking meal.”
His words chip at my inhibitions, as I straddle his face.
He swipes his tongue at my folds, greedily, and I gasp, instantly quivering from top to bottom. I try to stay still, but his motions on the most intimate part of me leave me unsettled. Restless.
He hooks his hands onto the sides of my legs, anchoring me in a position that deepens the thrust of his tongue in my sex. Tendrils of arousal flutter in my tummy, heat leaving a path of sweat slicked skin on my forehead and neck. Feels… so good. He sucks my clit, and the moment he grazes his teeth gently over my tender flesh, I gasp.
My body contracts, the motion almost painful, then it lets go, and I come, a fresh coat of cream spilling into his mouth, and he laps it up, licking me, and never, not even for a second, stopping.
Air swooshes from my lungs, and the release I thought I got quickly fades. The urgency, that toe-curling sensation of needing more, needing again, needing him assails me. Dots blur my vision, and my body tingles.
I’m about to come again… but what about him?
I lower myself on his body, and reach for his jeans. Why not? He’s entitled to some fun too, right? Anticipation sets a path of goosebumps up my arms. I’ve never done this before, and now is a good time to start as any.
