Dylan knelt behind her. As she rocked her hips forward my fingers splayed her velvety folds wide, exposing her glistening clit.
“Fuck.” I dove in, devouring her relentlessly.
“Oh Isaac.” She trembled as I flicked her clit, pushing my tongue in her pussy. I’d never tasted a woman like Vanessa. So ripe for me. So fucking eager to let me fuck her this way.
Dylan’s hands gripped her hips, sending her thrusts backward at a deeper angle. He rounded over her hips until he spread those sweet cheeks of hers.
I knew he had penetrated her ass when I heard the hiss from her lips turn to a groan of pleasure. It was the fucking hottest thing. She see-sawed between us as my tongue fucked her swollen pussy and she rode back on Dylan’s tongue. Back and forth, fucking our mouths. Grinding in our faces. Receiving pleasure on both sides. Abandoning her reservations. She was letting go—more than she had last night.
“Oh Dylan. Isaac. Shit. It’s too much. Stop. God, don’t stop. Don’t stop.”
She was wild and frantic. Her breath was ragged. I spread her lips wider, sinking my tongue as far as I could. I felt her squeeze and clamp down around me. I could only imagine how tight her asshole was for Dylan. Fuck. This was hot.
I let my eyes drift up. Her hands were twisting her nipples, contorting them as she started to take off from the orgasm.
“Oh fuck,” she screamed.
I watched in awe as she came undone between us. The juices flowed in my mouth like honey. I lapped and sucked every ounce of them. Damn, I loved going down on this girl.
She gulped for air as we slowly backed away, trying to give her a chance to catch her breath.
“Oh my God.” She looked at me then Dylan.
“Feel good?” I waggled my eyebrows.
She collapsed on Dylan’s chest. She nodded. “I don’t think I can move.”
I reached over Dylan’s shoulder for the soap. “You don’t have to. You got her, brother?”
He nodded. “Oh yeah.”
I brought my lips to her mouth, letting her taste how sweet her own juices were on my tongue. “We’ll help you get cleaned up before things get dirty again.”
She nodded. “So sweet.” She smiled sleepily, relaxed into Dylan’s hold.
“Now spread your legs, baby,” I commanded.
She had the most perfect wax job I’d ever seen. I ran my hand over her heat, admiring how clean and perfectly angled she was manicured.
“Ohh,” she sighed. “It’s so sore. But it’s a good pain.”
I rubbed between her thighs, taking the bubbles to her knees and down to her ankles. Every inch of her skin was beautiful. I didn’t think a more perfect woman existed.
I ran up the other side, landing between her folds again. “Ohh.” Her head rolled back on Dylan’s shoulder.
He bit at her ear. “I want to watch him fuck you a little.”
I looked at him.
“It’s hot as shit,” he explained.
He didn’t have to tell me. I knew. Something about her made every sexual fantasy a reality.
“I want you,” she whimpered, looking in my eyes with desperation.
I wanted to give that to her. She deserved everything she wanted. I hoisted her leg around my waist.
“I don’t have any condoms in the shower, baby.”