Shades (Reckless Souls MC 3)

I nod and pull the chair closer. “To feast on this sweet pussy. It’s so pink and plump and ready for me.” I look down at her glistening pussy lips and see the slight pulsing. “You want this.”

“How do you know?” I know she’s genuinely curious, and I slide my middle finger up and down, using her juices to moisten my finger.

“I can see your pussy pulsing when I do this.” I slip the finger inside, and she clamps down on me. “You feel that? Because I feel it.”

Her cheeks turn bright pink, and Letty covers her face. “You’re so dirty.”

“Not dirty, observant. I know what you like because when I do this,” I tell her and blow on her wet pussy, “you get wetter and tighter.”

She’s looking at me like I’m some sort of magician. “You can feel me getting wetter?”

I nod. “Your body and your mouth tell everything I need to know to make you moan and scream my name.”

I laugh when she groans and puts the other hand over her face. “Don’t hide from me, Letty. Watch,” I tell her and lower my head until my tongue is lapping at her juices.

I keep my eyes on her while I feast on her sweet cunt, watching as her eyes flutter shut and her breaths turn shallow.

There’s a look of wonder on her face that has my cock twitching, but instead of standing up and sliding my cock deep, I let my lips and tongue take her to heaven.

“Shades,” she pants and shakes her head back and forth.

I groan at the picture she presents, the top half of her so prim and proper with that gown on, while down below, her legs are spread wide, pussy wet and dripping down my chin and onto the expensive kitchen table. Fuck, this chick is going to be my undoing. I can already tell because my cock is dripping. He’s hungry to get inside that tight cunt again, but I’m still eating her pussy like it’s my last fucking meal.

Her hand shoots out ,and her fingers tangle in my hair.

“Shades, yes. Oh, yes. Yes! Yes!” When Letty rolls her hips in an effort to get more pleasure, I growl again, and she gasps. “Oh!”

I drag her closer to get her ass on the edge of the table and pull the nightgown off, tossing it behind me. With her legs hanging over my shoulders, she is completely at my mercy, naked and beautiful, so ready for more.

“Tell me what you want, Letty. Clearly.”

“I-I want…you.”

“I’m here. What do you want me to do, Letty?”

I flatten my tongue and lick her from her entrance to her clit, sucking that nub of nerves so hard she cries out and her hips buck up.

“Well?” I tease.

“I want you to keep doing that,” she pants and readjusts her hands so she can see me taste her.

“Doing what?”

She growls, and goddammit, my cock is leaking now, begging to join the party. “I want you to keep…eating my pussy. Please, Shades.”

The desire and the agony in her voice is too much, and I grip her thighs and feast on her pussy while she screams and moans her pleasure, begging for more, which I give her happily. And then some.

“Oh, Shades! Yes! Oh my goodness, I’m…I’m…Oh!” Her body twitches and convulses, and she falls back with a low, keening cry as the last of the orgasm works its way out.

“Oh, dear! How can that feel so good?”

I laugh and shake my head. “Because I know what you like,” I tell her and stand up to kiss my way up her body because I want her to taste herself on my lips.

She moans into the kiss and reaches for my cock. “I want to do that to you.”

“Later,” I growl. “I need you too bad right now.” Before she has a chance to argue, my cock is sliding deep in one long stroke.

“Oh!” Her eyes widen at the first thrust. In this second, she’s coming again or still.