“Why wait?” I managed to ask.
Her mouth claimed mine again, this time with an intensity beyond my wildest fantasies. Her lips moved against mine possessively while her hand continued to rub my pussy.
Reggie broke the kiss again. “Someone could walk in.”
“Who? Nobody’s going to walk in. Please, Reggie. Please. I’ve wanted you for so long. Please don’t make me wait any longer.”
I stood up and quickly undressed, throwing my clothes on the floor.
“Take me, Reggie,” I said, lying back on top of her.
She rolled me onto my back, then propped herself on an elbow and just looked at me. Her eyes bore into mine before glancing down to my breasts. Being the object of her attention made my nipples harden painfully. I felt them pucker, begging for her mouth.
“I really like what you say when you finally talk,” she teased.
Her free hand lazily traced the path of her gaze. Her mahogany fingertips brushed over my chest—slipping over my right breast, around my areola, making small circles around my taut tawny nipples.
“You’re driving me crazy, Reggie.”
“Yeah?” She grinned.
“Are you enjoying teasing me?”
“I’m enjoying interfacing with you.” Her eyes twinkled.
“But my microprocessor is about to overheat,” I panted.
“Don’t you want to be sure that our systems are compatible?”
“I’m certain that your hardware will be able to operate my software with ease.”
“You’re sure about that?”
“I believe the configuration will run flawlessly.”
Her fingers closed on my nipple. “You’ve got some nice hardware goin’ on yourself.”
“My system responds well to your commands.”
“I’ve noticed.”
“You need help finding the insertion point?”
“I think I’ll find it. When I’m ready,” she whispered before she bent and took a nipple between her teeth, sucking hard while she continued to knead my breast.
I closed my eyes and lost myself in the feeling. I didn’t want to miss a thing. Every touch, every nibble had to be recorded in my memory to be enjoyed again later. She knew exactly what she was doing.
Reggie released my breast and slid her hand down my flat belly. I arched my hips, every muscle in my legs taut as I awaited her entry. She ran her fingers along either side of me, teasing. Just when I thought I couldn’t get any wetter…
“Reggie. Please.”
I felt her teeth close harder on my nipple while her fingers finally entered me. Her tongue flicked my tit while her fingers moved in and out of my slick pussy. I bucked my hips and met every thrust. Her mouth released my nipple and she kissed me hard, her tongue driving into my mouth in time with her fingers. My hands framed her face before sliding over her short curly hair, meeting behind her head to hold her mouth to mine.
She slid her fingers out of my cunt and pressed them into my turgid clit. As she made little circles on me, I felt the pressure building in my very center. I writhed beneath her touch, working with her, searching for the nirvana I knew she was guiding me toward.
“Oh, God, Reggie. You feel so good.”
She plunged her fingers deep inside of me again and pressed her palm into my hardness. My breathing became shallow as I let consciousness go and felt the prelude to the explosion.