“Evan, baby, please…” Her hips churn in invitation and I’m gone.
I lay my mouth over her sex and take one long, luxurious lick. Her honey-coated taste explodes on my tongue the same way biting into a ripe watermelon does, juice flowing down my throat, coating my lips and chin with her flavor. I swirl my tongue all over her, savoring every inch of her until her fingers are twisted in my hair and her hips are thrusting wildly.
Doubling my effort, I dip my tongue into her heat, licking and learning every inch. What makes her clench her thighs. What makes her sigh. What makes her mewl. I suck each lip and nibble first, then pet each one with long laps of my tongue, avoiding the tight kernel of nerves I know she’s dying to have me touch. Being as attentive as I know how, I work at her, taking her higher and higher.
“Baby…”
“You taste so fucking good. I could eat you every day and never get enough.”
Finally, I twirl my tongue in a tight circle around her clit and she cries out, her fingers fisting my roots as wave after wave of her orgasm rush through her.
Once her convulsions slow, I grin before plunging two thick fingers deep, searching her front wall for that elusive spot that will make my woman lose her mind. I curl my digits up and she jerks her hips as I find exactly what I’m searching for.
Her eyes widen. “I can’t twice in a row.” She looks almost panicked—as though if she isn’t able, she’ll let me down somehow. But one thing my girl is going to find out about me is that I’m relentless when in pursuit of something I want. And I want this. Bad.
“Oh yes you can,” I state. And it’s a promise.
Sliding my fingers against the wall of her sex, I focus my attention on her tight little clit. It’s so swollen and red. Like a firm little cherry just picked off the tree, I suck on that piece of fruit, tugging up and down on her cunt, finger-fucking her hard and deep.
Her body shudders under my efforts.
“You’re so wet, you’re dripping down my chin,” I say while licking up and down, glancing at her angelic face.
“I don’t know…I don’t understand.” She watches as I kiss then suck her clit into my mouth.
She closes her eyes, her head falling back as she surrenders. Simply lets her arms fall to her sides, her body going languid as I physically work her. Controlling every ounce of her pleasure. This orgasm seems far stronger as it rolls over her body. Her chest jerks toward the ceiling, arching magnificently. She locks her legs around my body and digs her heels in, using her hands to grip the back of the couch.
She’s brilliant in her pursuit. Hungry for more, for something she doesn’t even know to expect.
I finger her hard, almost brutally as her body wrenches back and forth under the power of my hold on her.
“Jesus, Evan, no, I can’t. It’s too much.” She gasps, her breath coming in and out in quick bursts.
I hold firm, suck harder, and bite lightly down on her juicy little clit.
She screams, an avalanche of ecstasy pouring through her veins.
Wanting it to be the best she’s ever had, I stay on her, sucking, licking, eating until orgasms rolls over her, one after another. Tears shimmer in her eyes as she gasps, those salt-filled drops falling down the sides of her cheeks in beautiful rivers I want to kiss. Her hips are still thrusting, greedy for every last speck of pleasure she can take in, and I hold on, giving her all the love and desire I have inside me.
Eventually she tries to push my head away. “No more. Please, no more. Too sensitive,” she says. But when I don’t stop because I’m an animal, mindless in my pursuit of her pleasure, she grips my hair by the roots and yanks me off.
I know I’ve lost my mind. The haze of lust threads through my blood, every muscle in my body throbbing, aching to meld with her, to take, to rut, to fuck.
“Need you,” I snarl through clenched teeth, my body strung so tight I could break like an overextended rubber band at any moment.
“I’m right here.” She reaches for me as I stand and push my pants completely off. My dick is velvet-wrapped titanium, the crown swollen and purple, leaking at the tip.
Sadie shifts forward and takes my cock into the heat of her mouth, moaning around the sensitive flesh. I almost come right then but she wraps a vice-like fist around the base of me and goes to town.
“Fuck!” I roar, feeling like a king, as the woman I love pleasures me with her mouth.
And she’s talented. Goes straight for the deep-throating like a damn expert, dragging her slippery tongue all over my length then taking me to the back of her throat.