My knuckles brushed her petal soft lips once. Twice. Her hips jerked and I pulled my hands away again.
Yes, I was torturing her. But it was torture for me too. And, quite frankly, I enjoyed it. I’d probably be doing this even if the night was going to end with a deep dicking. Making Kelly beg was my new favorite pastime.
She bit her lip and wiggled on the bed, looking like a sexy fish. My lips curled into another smile. Kelly was really close to the edge. I was having way too much fun playing with her sexy body to tip her over just yet.
“Cain,” she hissed at me. “Do something, for the love of God! Anything!”
I scraped my blunt nails over the soles of her feet and she gasped.
“I am.” I pulled another toe into my mouth and sucked. “Doing something.”
Her hands balled up in the sheets as I worshiped her sensitive toes one by one. I let my eyes wander over her lush body. I was a lucky dog to be sucking the toes of such a gorgeous girl, and I knew it. I hummed a little, increasing the sensations in her sexy little feet. Kelly’s back arched and her thighs parted. I could not drag my eyes away from that pink and glistening pussy of hers.
Oh, yeah, the view from down here was amazing.
My cock twitched in frustration. I knew I was not going to be satisfied tonight. So I thought it was fair to keep Kelly on the edge just a little while longer too.
And I loved hearing her talk dirty. It was so cute every time she said a naughty word. To hear that kind of language from such a pristine girl . . . it was the ultimate turn-on. Even if I wasn’t going to nut tonight, I loved dragging things out as long as possible. The girl had me tied up in knots and I had no desire to unravel them.
“What do you want? Tell me.”
She drew in an unsteady breath.
“I want your cock in my mouth. I want you to fuck my pussy.”
I moaned, caught off guard by her response. I bit her toe and shook my head.
“Not going to happen. What else? Try something more realistic.”
“I want you to touch me.”
“I am touching you.” My hand stroked her leg for punctuation. I stifled a grin at her moan. It was a sound of pure frustration.
“No . . . not there.”
“Where, Princess? Spell it out for me and I’ll do it.”
“Oh, hmm . . . please . . . oh, God, Cain, please touch my pussy.”
Well, fuck. I felt my cock leaking pre-cum from the breathy sound of her voice. Kelly was way better at dirty talk than I’d expected for such a demure young lady.
“Like this?”
I dragged the back of my hand over her slick lips.
“Yes! Oh . . .” She moaned as I pulled my hand away. “Don’t stop.”
“Tell me and I’ll do it.”
“Can you . . . hmm . . . play with it a little? That thing you do on the . . .”
She trailed off, clearly embarrassed.
“The what? You want me to play with what?”
“My clit?”
My cock leaked some more and I gave in. I changed my angle, my body braced between her luscious thighs. I blew on her pussy to cool her off and she gyrated her juicy hips in response. I smiled and started rubbing her clit.
My face was barely a foot away from her pussy lips. I watched her watch me, and I knew what she wanted. My tongue on her. But if she didn’t ask, I wasn’t going to do it. What I was doing now was not going to get her off. I rubbed her clit so slow and light, it was like using a feather. Actually, I decided I’d try and find a feather for the next time.
Yeah, Kelly is gonna love that.
“Can you . . . kiss me too?”
“Kiss you? Like this?”
I gave her inner thigh a quick peck. She was glaring at me when I came back up.
“Nooooo . . . with your tongue. On my . . .”
“Say it, Kelly. Say, ‘I want your tongue in my pussy.’”
Her hips jerked, and I nearly came right then and there. Christ, the girl turned me on.
“I want your tongue in my pussy.” She sighed. “Please.”
How could I say no to that?
I lowered my mouth to her sweet pussy and started in on her. Not too fast. I wanted her to writhe for me a little longer. I dragged my tongue up and down her pussy lips while my finger worked her clit. After a while, I switched, sliding my finger up and down the edge where her lips met and using my tongue on her clit. She quietly screamed when I finally pushed my finger inside her and turned it, forming a hook to scrape against her G-spot. I added another finger a few minutes later. Again and again, I pushed my fingers in and out of her, not picking up speed, just curling them up to brush the sensitive spot inside her.