“You’re staring at me… there for a long time. D-Do you like what you see?” She sounded unsure, as if she actually thought any part of her would be unattractive to me.
So I wasn’t about to tell her with words. No, I was going to show her with my body.
I was on top of her a second later and used my thighs between hers to push her legs apart even more. I sank against her and felt her slick folds press to my cock, ripping a harsh growl from me. I couldn't stop myself from rocking back and forth, working myself between her legs without penetrating her.
Fuck, she felt soft and wet. Perfect.
I closed my eyes and groaned as I pressed my mouth to her neck, licking, giving her love bites as I sucked her flesh, knowing I’d leave a mark, a purple bruise that would claim her visually as mine. I ground the root of my shaft against her clit, and she moaned.
“So good, Tristan.”
I pulled back and looked into her face, seeing her eyes closed, her lips parted.
“I n-need… I, God, I need… I don’t know what I need.”
I groaned and dragged my tongue along the side of her throat. “I know what to give you, don’t worry, baby.” I moved down the length of her body, her eyes widening as she watched me. And when my face was right by her pretty pink cunt, I placed my hands on her inner thighs and kept her open for me as I stared at her face, willing her without words to watch me.
I closed my eyes, unable to stop myself from doing the act, and inhaled deeply. I was drunk off the scent of her, so sweet and musky. I opened my eyes and said gruffly, “I know what you need.” I kept my gaze locked on hers as I dragged my tongue through her cleft. I slid a hand up to her belly and flattened my palm on the smooth flatness, keeping her in place there and where the other one was pressed to her inner thigh.
Her flavor exploded along my tongue as I lapped at her, licking her cream, growling as I swallowed. I wanted to keep her still but couldn’t stop myself from removing my hands from her leg and stomach and placing my fingers between her thighs to pull her pussy lips apart as I backed an inch away to watch her explode for me.
“Tristan,” she moaned and thrust her chest out, and I snapped. I became a beast then.
I slammed my mouth on her folds and opened my mouth wider, taking as much of her into me as I could. Over and over I licked and sucked, knowing I’d never get enough, that I was addicted to her scent and flavor, her very taste. I wanted to have my face buried between her thighs forever.
I started thrusting my hips against the mattress, dry humping the bed to help alleviate the pressure in my cock and balls. I rolled my hips, dragging my shaft against the sheets, the rough abrasion turning me on even more.
I groaned and growled, knowing the vibrations would get to her, set her off, push her over the edge. So I made those sounds again and again right on her clit, sucking that bead into my mouth and hearing her cry out as she came for me.
I let her ride out the orgasm, her hands now in my hair as she pulled at the strands painfully, making my pleasure rise even more. As I sucked her clit, I slipped a finger into her clenching pussy hole, feeling her inner muscles suck at the digit, imagining what it would feel like around my cock.
Only when she sagged against the bed did I give her pussy one more long lick before pulling away and standing to shed the rest of my clothes. I was back on top of her in a heartbeat, used my legs once more to spread hers, and reached between us to grab my cock so I could place the tip at her pussy hole. And as I stared into her eyes and heard her breath hitch, I knew I’d love this woman for the rest of my life.
I took her mouth in another hard, deep kiss, making her taste herself on my tongue. She dug her nails into the skin on my shoulders, pulling me closer as if she couldn’t bear for us to part. Didn’t she know I’d never let her go?
I pressed my hips farther into hers, my cock head sliding right between her pussy lips and an inch into her tight hole. I groaned deep in my throat and leaned back, bracing my hands on either side of her waist as I stared down at where we were connected.