“Let it happen.” She digs her fingernails into my flesh. I relish the pain because I know I’m making her feel.
“G-Gage.” Her body trembles.
“That’s right. I’m right here with you.” I increase my speed.
Her back arches, and my name leaves her lips on a moan, “Gage.” Her body visibly convulses.
I gentle my touch, easing her back down. She’s beautiful in the throes of passion with her full lips parted, eyes half-lidded, and her face lined with pleasure. Her wetness covers my fingertips. My mouth waters. “I have to taste you, Nev.” I push her legs open and crawl between them.
She props herself up on her elbows and watches me with those bewitching eyes.
I slide her panties aside and lick a path up her slippery slit. Her flavor explodes on my taste buds. I can’t get enough of the honey between her legs. I thrust my stiff tongue into her tight sheath and explore her walls.
“Gage.” She grips a handful of my hair and burrows my face deeper, caressing her sensitive nub with my nose.
I eat her like she’s my last meal. I want to tell her to put her legs over my shoulders, but I’m too full of her pussy and I’m not willing to let go until I have her cream filling my mouth. She thrusts against me like a wild thing and I love every minute of it. She’s left behind the controlled demeanor she’s adopted. The walls between us are tumbling down.
“Gage, I… I’m going to.”
“Mmm-hmm,” I moan against her and she lets go. I swallow her down and clean her with gentle swipes of my tongue.
She falls back, limp and sweaty.
I ease back and trail a line of kisses down the inside of her thighs. I sit up and lean back on my heels. “You okay, baby?”
She looks up at me in a daze and blissed out.
Fuck yes. This is how I want to see her daily.
I lick my lips, savor her remnants, and brush the strands of her hair sticking to her face back behind her ear.
Her breathing evens.
“You with me now, beautiful?”
“Mmm-hmm.”
The sensual sound does funny things to me. My cock twitches. “Do you know how good you taste?”
“No,” she whispers.
“Then let me show you.” I lean down, supporting my body weight with an arm on either side of her as I press our bodies together. She kisses me eagerly and I know the shyness has begun to melt away. I’m cradled in the curve of her body, between her open legs, and my dick wants to be coated with her wetness so badly it’s painful. We break for air and I nuzzle her neck. “I want to see you, Nev. I’ve been waiting for months to get a glimpse at your body.” I pull back, grab the hem of the shirt, and slowly peel it up.
The pulse in her neck is going crazy, but she doesn’t protest.
Her legs are long, lean and the curve of her hips has me ready to drool. I ease the shirt over her slim waist and reveal her medium-sized tits. They’re perky and just enough to cup in my hands. I always thought of myself as a breast man, but with this woman, it’s the entire package. “Lift your arms.” She immediately follows my directions and I fling the shirt behind me.
“Wait.”
I freeze.
“You’re still completely dressed.”
I grin. “Why don’t we fix that?” I’m out of my clothes and down to my boxers before she can change her mind. “Better?”
“Much.” Her eyes are full of curiosity and her hands are clutching the sheets.
“You can touch me, Nev.”