I pulled my hand back and brought it to my lips, sucking her essence off my fingers. “Mmm.”
Her green eyes flashed with wild heat. She wanted this.
Taking a chance, I said, “I want a treat, Petal. Can I have one?”
“Can I have a treat too?” she asked.
Seriously, I was about to come in my pants. “First things first.”
I tugged her panties down, pushed her skirt up to her hips, and took in her sweet pussy. It was covered in a nest of red curls and I wanted to drink from her like a man dying of thirst.
To make sure she was okay with what was happening, I looked into her face and saw desire. The swells of her tits strained the bodice of her dress and I had to see more.
“I want to see your tits.” I pulled the top part of the dress down, watching in awe her tits appeared. They were creamy with hard pink nipples begging for attention. I massaged one nipple, loving how she gasped.
“Cyrus.”
“Yes, Petal.”
She didn’t answer.
“Do you want to give me a treat now?” I asked.
“Yes. Have your treat.” Her hips rose like she was offering her pussy to me.
I moved down her body, settling my shoulders between her thighs. She put one of her legs over the back of the couch and the other on the floor to make room for me.
I inhaled a breath, taking in her sexy scent. “So sweet.”
Her hips rose again.
“Petal wants a treat too, doesn’t she?”
“Yes. Don’t be mean, Cyrus.”
I laughed, feeling such a wonder about this woman. “Never to you, my sweet Petal.”
And then I dove in, lapping my tongue through her folds and tasting her sweetness. She let out a long groan making me feel like the king of the world.
“Oh my God.” Her hips rocked in time with my mouth. I took my time at first, wanting to discover every inch of her pussy, and then slowly I picked up the pace. I sucked and licked and then thrust my tongue inside her.
She cried out and her hips shot up as her pleasure shot through her. Sweet pussy nectar coated my tongue.
“Mmm…sweeter than cupcakes.”
She reached for me, her hands desperately grabbing at my shoulders.
I laughed. “Not enough for you?”
“I want you, Cyrus.”
I levered back on my knees and finished undoing my belt and my pants, shoving them along with my boxer briefs down my legs and kicking them off. My dick sprang free eager to have attention.
She sat up, gripping my cock and immediately taking the tip into her mouth.
Electricity shot out from my dick. “Ah fuck, Petal.” I gripped her head, worried I was about to shoot my load, and yet at the same time, wanting to let her touch me. Or maybe it was more about me needing to see those sweet lips wrapped round my cock.
But it was too much. I could feel my balls contracting. Readying to come.