“Be still.” He stroked her curls, feeling her wet seam. His thumb found her clitoris and rubbed her with such tenderness, it invoked all kinds of aches within her.
Her pussy clenched. A drop of sexual moisture seeped from her entrance. She squirmed. What he did felt so good, she felt some kind of frustration, something unfamiliar, an urgent need to take her higher where the final completion would set her free. “Brandon.”
“Sssh. Tell me how good this feels.”
Brandon captured her clit with his thumb and forefinger, rolling it like he had with her nipples.
She fidgeted. “I-I…” The pleasant aches intensified. The erratic beat of her heart turned into a wild tribal dance. Heat rising. Molten ecstasy surged through her at a dizzying speed. Incinerating her alive. Burning. How could this possible? The pleasure was so…
“Good?”
“I…” Lillian opened up her eyes, slurring like a drunk.
“I know what will make you feel even better.” He plucked her clit and slid a finger along her pussy lips.
“Oh my…” She stiffened.
Brandon’s finger touched her entrance, the source of her frustrating aches. He circled her with the tip of his finger, as if he was afraid he would break something precious.
“Babe.” Brandon pulled her body closer.
Her belly grazed his. Her naked breasts pressed against his clothed chest. But the hand in her pussy stayed, finger tickling, teasing. Waiting.
Waiting for what? Frustration ambushed her unsuspected. She wanted this. To be touched. To be fucked. By him. Lillian forced a word that sounded like a whimper. “Please…”
Something in his eyes sparked then blazed. “You sure?”
“Damn sure. Please…”
Brandon swallowed hard. His Adam’s Apple bobbed. He pushed his finger into her cunt until his palm pressed against her vulva. Lillian swallowed a lungful of air. Brandon released one. Her pussy clenched instinctively around his finger. Her muscles tightened as if they protested the intrusion.
He rubbed her. Gently. Lillian swooned. It felt so intimate being touched in there, in her innermost secret that no one had ever touched before. His rough finger ground against the tight walls of her pussy, slick with her cream. His thumb found her clit again. He stimulated her in tandem.
Lillian quivered like a fish out of water. It was a thousand-fold of pleasure. Sinfully good. Wickedly good. And all that good couldn’t be described through words. She had to experience it firsthand to understand. The pleasure stretched higher…and higher. Her pussy quivered. Her body tensed. She clawed his shoulders, sinking her nails into his tee.
“Lillian.” Brandon parted his lips slightly. “Kiss me…”
He didn’t have to tell her twice. Lillian mashed her lips on his, kissing him with hunger. Brandon mauled her in return, pushing his tongue into her mouth, claiming her as his with a sudden ferocity. He drank her. She devoured him back. Ravenously. He finger fucked her faster and faster and suddenly it hit her, a force so brutal, so damnably nerve-wrecking, it swept her to Neverland.
Lillian tore her mouth from him and yelled. “Brandon!” She gasped. Panted. Writhed. Fireworks exploded before her eyes. Her body shook. Her pussy spasmed and gushed juice. Waves of red-hot pleasure consumed her whole. She shivered. The ecstasy felt so exquisite and addicting.
What was that? Wide-eyed, Lillian tried to recognise the remarkable phenomena that had just happened to her. Was that…an orgasm?
“You mean, you’ve never had one before?” Brandon looked surprised.
Her face burned. She didn’t think she’d voiced her question out loud.
“Oh babe.” He kissed her lips. “I should show you more things, then. Let’s get you to bed.” Brandon pulled his finger out and licked it dry.
Lillian was mesmerised by it. Do men like tasting a woman’s juice?
“Delicious,” he told her. “I want some more.”
“Wait…” Lillian squirmed. “My turn.”
He turned his head to one side.
She groped his hard cock. “I want to see you.”