“Yes,” she breathed.
“Relax. Unclench. Let it happen.”
She let out a soft whisper of a breath. Once her body became less rigid, I turned her over again, pushed her thighs forward so she wouldn’t be uncomfortable, and slid between her legs. I took one hard nipple between my lips and tugged on it.
“Yes,” she moaned.
I twisted the other nipple between my thumb and forefinger while I sucked on the first. I sucked hard, the way she liked it, and she rewarded me with a groan, arching her back into me.
“Your nipples are so beautiful, baby. So responsive. I could suck on them forever.” And that was no lie. Her body was gorgeous to me, the most dazzling thing I’d ever laid eyes on. I wanted nothing more than to worship her all over from dusk until dawn. And part of worshipping her was giving her all pleasures I could extract from her body, including a certain pleasure that was going to be wonderful for both of us.
“Jonah, it feels so…good.”
“I love your breasts,” I whispered against her soft skin. “I love every part of your body. But most of all I love you.”
“I love you too,” she whispered. “So much.”
“I want to move down to your pussy now, baby. I want to make you come again. But I want you to twist your nipples for me. Put your fingers on them. Make them feel good for me.”
I slid down her soft abdomen, inhaled the musk of her blond curls, and then slid my tongue through her wet folds once more. As I watched, she took her tight buds between her slender fingers and squeezed them, sighing.
“You look so beautiful right now, touching yourself. God, I love you.”
She sighed again.
I shoved my tongue into her wet cunt, and then I nibbled on her clit and inserted my fingers once more.
I looked up at her again. She was so beautiful, twisting her nipples, pinching them. Her breasts were red, almost as if I had slapped them. I felt that red heat in my body, and my dick grew harder.
I wanted to be inside her tight asshole, embedded balls deep. I almost came right then and there thinking about it. But no. First I owed her another orgasm.
I rubbed my fingers against the interior wall of her vagina, finding the spot that made her go crazy. The G-spot.
She tightened up as I flicked my tongue over her clit. And then the spasms began.
I finger-fucked her harder, rubbing against her G-spot, and to my surprise, something sprinkled my face.
She had squirted.
Melanie had squirted. I had never made a woman squirt before, and oh my God, I was turned on.
“Baby, that’s so hot.”
“My God, Jonah. This orgasm… It’s like nothing else…”
“You’re having a G-spot orgasm. Along with the clitoral orgasm. You’re squirting.”
“Oh… I’m sorry…”
“No, baby. It’s hot.” I rubbed against her spongy G-spot furiously. “Come again for me.”
And she did. As though she were responding to my command.
I had to have her. Soon. I was tempted to shove my cock inside her wet pussy and relieve myself, but I was determined to have her ass. This climax that was coiling up inside me was going to release inside that tight paradise. I continued to rub her G-spot until she finally started easing down.
“Enough,” she said. “I… I can’t take…”
I couldn’t help a small chuckle. “That’s the way I like you, baby. Sated. Unable to take one more ounce of pleasure. But I promise you, more pleasure is yet to come.”