Light Me Up

“Sara, I’ve wanted you for as long as I can remember knowing you.” And there it was, the truth I’d never been able to admit to even myself.

Her eyebrows shot up.

“I knew I wasn’t good enough for you. Not back then. Not the way I thought I wasn’t worth more than one night of fun.”

She continued to listen, but caressed my skin with soft touches, almost absently. The fact that she couldn’t stop touching me made my chest ache with some kind of primal satisfaction.

“Sara, I know you weren’t sure about me. I don’t blame you. Hell, I was hardly sure of myself. But I want you and I want to be worthy of you.”

Her lips parted in a quiet gasp. I waited for her to respond. To say something, anything. Instead, she brought her lips back to mine and claimed me in a deep, toe-curling kiss.

And that’s when our baser instincts took over.

I grabbed her waist and lifted her, turning us, then laying her out on the bed underneath me. I rose up on my knees, taking in the view. All she had on her body was a silky black thong and I about died at how perfect she was.

I moved down her body, slipping my fingers underneath the thong and pulling it off. Spreading her legs, I nestled myself in between them and looked up at her. My breathing was heavy.

“May I?”

She nodded—slowly at first—and then fervently, her hips swaying with anticipation.

“Please Theo!” She rasped out and hearing my name on her lips in such an urgent way made every hair on my body stand on end. God I wanted her.

Starting with her thighs, I kissed every inch of skin I could reach. The closer I got to the center of her, the more she moved her hips, practically thrusting herself at me. I laughed.

“Uh uh uh… patience, hippie.”

She groaned and threw her head back against the pillow.

When I got to the crease of her leg, I inhaled deeply, the scent of her sending a zap of pleasure straight to my cock, which was now at full attention in my sweatpants.

“God, Sara, I could breathe in your scent all day and never get enough.”

At the sound of some sort of strangled mewl, I felt her pussy thrust up against my face making me laugh again. So eager, my little witch was. But so was I, and I couldn’t hold back any longer.

“I’m gonna taste you now. And I’m not stopping until you’re coming on my tongue.”

And then all hell broke loose. The moment I tasted her pussy, I was a goner. My usual moves and rhythms were lost on the sweet addiction that was Sara. My tongue lapped at her. Her folds, her entrance, her clit… every part of her was as luxurious as the next and I couldn’t get enough.

Her hips started grinding up into my face as I held her legs down and feasted. Her hands came down into my hair to push my head down against her.

“That’s right baby, use me. Use all of me,” I said in between licks.

Each sound she made, the sighs, the moans, the whispered pleas, it was all music to my ears. I’d never wanted this so badly, never craved anyone as much as I craved her in this moment. And as much as I didn’t want it to end, I needed to make her come. Because I knew that bringing her to the brink of pleasure and pushing her over that edge would be the greatest feeling in the world.

I brought my hand up and pushed two fingers inside her, delighting at the scream that came in response. She was warm and soft and dripping wet.

The rhythm was building now, my fingers fucking her, my mouth lavishing attention all over, and when I sucked on her clit, she called out my name, over and over like a prayer as she came for me. But I didn’t stop until she shooed my head away with a swipe of her hand.

I wiped off my mouth as I sat up, shit-eating grin spreading across my face.

“You certainly look satisfied with yourself,” she said with a grin as she rolled her eyes.

“Not as satisfied with me as you look.”

That earned me a real laugh. I laid down next to her and ran my hand along her belly, up to her breasts. I felt the curve of one, then the other. The soft weight of them.

“You are so damn beautiful, Sara,” I said as I brought my mouth down to suck on her hard nipple. I took the other in between my fingers, rubbing it till she started to move those gorgeous hips again.

“Theo please. I want you inside of me.”

And damn if that wasn’t the sweetest sentence to come out of her mouth. Because as happy as I would have been just making her come and going to sleep with her in my arms, my cock was begging to sink into her pussy. But I didn’t want her to regret this tomorrow. I needed to know she was in it.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes. I need it. I need you.”

“Fuck. I don’t have a condom, baby.”