Don't Lie (Don't 2) - Page 113

“Spread your legs for me, baby,” I growled under my breath.

She shook her head. “We’re out in the sound. What if someone sees us?” She tried to look over my shoulder.

“Then they’ll see me enjoying every sweet juicy drop of your pussy.” I eyed her. “Don’t you remember it? How I’d fuck you with my tongue?”

She whimpered.

“How I’d lick you until you shook in my arms? How you begged me to give you more? You remember the first time my tongue slid inside you? Tasted your clit. Sucked your folds so hard you screamed?”

She shook her head. “I do.”

“Imagine what I can do with my

tongue now.” I grinned wolfishly. My skills had grown tenfold. She had no idea what I could do to her now.

I watched hungrily as her knees fell to the side and her wet pussy glistened under the moonlight.

“Fuck, you’re gorgeous.”

I lowered myself between her legs, taking a long slow lick from her center to her clit. I groaned, inhaling her scent. Remembering what it was like the first time I’d done this to her. How she purred under me. How I wanted to come all over her. How I was close to feeling that way again.

I bit at that tight nub before plunging my tongue inside her.

She bucked and writhed, but I couldn’t get enough, or give her enough. My tongue twisted and lapped, sucking her juices. Tasting her honey with a thirst I had thought was gone.

I looked up as I was sucking on her clit and saw her hands splayed against her chest. I reached forward, unsnapping the rest of her buttons. She groaned, massaging her breasts.

I was fucking hard as a rock. I tugged the lace down over her tits, jutting them over the bra.

“Ohh,” she cried. Her fingers finding the hard tips and pinching them.

“You’re a fucking siren. You know that?”

I dove between her legs, pumping my tongue in and out when I felt her clench around me. Her hips lifted as she ground into me relentlessly. I felt the tension in her body cling to her just before she whimpered with the orgasm. I watched in horny satisfaction as she came on the floor of my boat.

Her legs spread wide. Her fingers squeezing her hard nipples. Her pussy wet from me.

“Oh, baby.” I looked at her when she eased off the cliff of her orgasm. “So many ways to fuck you, I can’t decide which one.”

“Oh God.” She choked.

I laughed. “I think we’ll figure it out.”

I unbuckled my shorts and kicked them off my legs.

I sat on the blanket. “I want your ass right here.”

She sat up, crawling toward me. Her tits looked swollen and pushed together. They were fucking amazing.

“Straddle me,” I commanded. “I want that tight pussy of yours on my dick.”

She moved one leg and then the other until she was facing me.

I leaned back, crossing my hands behind my head. “Now fuck me.”

“Ohh, Blake.”

She came down on my shaft in a groan of pleasure as her head lashed back.

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