“I guess not,” she said, her eyes gazing deeply into mine.
“How about instead of giving you verbal compliments, I show you how much I like your body?” I asked.
Theo tapped her chin, pretending to think about that.
“I think I’d like that more,” she said, and then rolled on her back and smirked at me.
For a brief second, I worried that I wouldn’t be able to follow through on my promise, but then I decided fuck it, Theo was hot, and I was going to show her how much.
After a few searing kisses, I licked my way down her neck to those shoulders. At some point, I’d turn her over to give her back some love, but right now, my mission was to get her off as good as she’d gotten me. It was only fair.
I wasn’t gentle with my lips or teeth. Let her have marks. I wanted her to see them in the mirror and remember who gave them to her.
Theo’s breasts were on the smaller side, but they were shaped so perfectly that it was hard to believe they weren’t sculpted. I flicked my eyes up to her face to see how she’d react when I took one of her nipples into my mouth. Her eyes shuttered closed and she let out a soft moan. I definitely needed to hear that sound again, and again, and again.
Pleased with myself, I toyed with her nipple in my mouth, flicking it with my tongue and testing it with my teeth. Her moan grew louder, and I pressed harder with my teeth. Theo’s hands went to my hair and dug into my scalp. I guess she liked that.
I continued my treatment on the other nipple, and her hips started moving on the bed, seeking.
Now who was the impatient one?
Reluctantly, I left her breasts and moved down her belly, unable to stop myself from stroking her. I licked her abs, because why wouldn’t I?
Theo made an impatient noise and widened her legs, and even pushed a little on my head to hurry me along.
I laughed as I kissed her lower belly.
“I’m getting there, calm your tits,” I said.
“They are calm. It’s other parts of my body that aren’t,” she said.
“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you,” I said, taking one of her legs and putting it over my shoulder to give me better access.
Theo was already wet and that pleased me. I couldn’t wait to wear her all over my face.
As if she’d read my mind, Theo used her hands to pull my hair back so it didn’t get in the way.
“Thanks,” I said.
“No problem,” she gasped and a second later I traced her entrance with my tongue, going up and circling her clit before moving back down.
Theo’s hips bucked so hard she almost broke my nose, but it was a good thing I was paying attention and moved.
“Sorry,” she gasped. “Feels so good.”
“How good?” I asked, stroking her up and down with my fingers.
“Too good,” she moaned.
“No such thing,” I said.
My fingers might not be as long or as dexterous as hers, but what I lacked in those areas I made up for with enthusiasm and paying attention to Theo’s every move and sound.
Sex with a new person was always a learning experience. Did she like soft touches or something more rough? Did she like tongue or fingers or both? Hard and fast or light and slow?
After some trial and error, I found what Theo craved and it was like unlocking one more of her secrets.
Theo wanted hard and soft. Soft rapid flicks of my tongue all over her clit, and hard thrusts of three fingers inside.
“Right there, right there,” she gasped, one hand on my head still holding my hair back, her fingers flexing and clenching.
I felt her getting closer and closer and did everything I could to make her surrender to her own pleasure, and at last, she did. I fucked her with my fingers and tongue, drawing out her climax as long as I could, just so I could hear the noises she made. Theo did not disappoint, and she was so loud I was sure the neighbors probably heard, and I hoped they did. I was the one who made her make those sounds. I was the one who made her come that hard.
Theo trembled and pushed my head away and then stroked her fingers through my hair. She’d tried to hold onto it and keep it out of the way, but she could only do so much. I had a hair tie in my bag, but I hadn’t wanted to leave her to get it.
Theo stared down at me as she stroked my hair.
“Your face is a mess,” she said, taking her other hand and wiping my chin.
I grabbed her hand and licked her fingers.
“Shit, that was hot as fuck,” she said, and I smiled up at her.