The One

“God,” I grunt. “You are fucking perfect.”

Her skin is softer than could be possible. I lick and nip at her breasts, bringing my hands up to hold them as I devour the taste of her flesh.

“I want to taste the rest of you.” I work my hands down to the elastic of her pajama pants. “Has anyone kissed you here before?” I can’t help myself. I need to know.

I look up and see her shake her head. “No.”

“Good.” I swallow hard, my mouth watering. “Stand up.” I help her up until she’s standing, her feet one on each side of my hips, and drag the fabric from her lower body, so she’s naked before me.

“I’m not sure how to do this.”

Her hairless cunt is right in front of my face. A peak of pink inner folds fall below her outer lips, and I bring my fingers up to run them over the silky flesh.

“Just let me make you feel good, Issi. Believe me, I want to. I need to.” I lock eyes with her as she looks down and I pull her sweet cunt to my lips.

At the first kiss, her head falls back, and she lets out a long breath, her hands coming to rest on the sides of my head as she arches into me.

“That’s a good girl,” I mumble into her soaking folds. She’s drenched from our foreplay, and I lick her slowly and evenly like she’s my favorite flavor of ice cream.

“God,” she whispers to the ceiling. “That feels so good.”

I hum agreement as I lick harder, faster, and push a finger into her opening, making a rush of lubrication drip down my hand.

I’m in heaven. I mean it. I think I’ve died and this is the afterlife, to have this angel on my face drenching me for all eternity. Every time she looks at my mouth from now on, I want her to remember the pleasure it brings her.

“Van—” My name drips from her lips as I feel her hips start to flex and move against my mouth.

“Yes, baby. That’s it. Take it from me. I want your cum in my mouth.”

She whines, and I center two fingers and push inside. She’s so fucking tight I barely get them in an inch, even with her dripping on me.

I find her clit and pull it between my lips, flicking it with my tongue, faster and faster, in time with little movements of my fingers upward.

This goddess above me grips my hair as her body yields, and I finger fucking her and attacking her clit with everything I’ve got.

My mouth pulls her orgasm from her, and she screams, louder than I expect. I think I hear my name and it drives me on, licking and swallowing every drop her body releases, feeling it glide down my throat and become a part of me.

Her legs tremble, and I let her climax move through her, taking both hands and steadying her body until the last of her orgasm leaves her shaking.

“You make a beautiful mess.” I ease her down, and she wraps herself around me. “Kiss me. Taste yourself.”

My cock is unbearable, and as if she knows what I’m thinking, she brings her lips to mine as her hands snake down between us, working my belt open.

Our tongues wind together in a deep kiss as she works my length free. It pops out, and the warmth of her hand encircles me, making me groan.

She pulls back and leans toward my ear. “Like this? I’ve never done this. Never touched anyone.”

“Fuck,” I growl at the thought. “I want to be the first to do so many things with you, baby.”

Thirteen

Issi

VAN’S EYES ARE BLAZING as he stares into mine. “I’d say this mess of a pussy may want something more…”

I keep my hand on his erection, stroking it up and down as I wonder at the size and the feel of the skin. Like silk over steel. And with every stroke, Van’s fingers dance between my legs, making me moan in agreement as I slide my hand over the slick head of his cock and hear him curse under his breath.

“I’ve never wanted like I want right now.” He slides a hand behind my neck, gripping hard as he stares directing into my eyes. “I want my cock inside you, Issi. I won’t lie. But I’m not going to rush you.”

As he speaks, I feel his sex throbbing against my hand, and I squeeze harder, running my gripped fist up and down.

“I want you.”

I barely have the words out before Van has me up and off the couch, carrying me to the bed and throwing me down like a doll. His eyes turn dark; his jaw muscles ripple as he sheds his clothing like every item is on fire.

I’m naked, and as his eyes rake over me, I feel everywhere his gaze touches. When he stalls where I have my knees bent and held together, there’s a jolt inside me. His cock felt enormous in my hand, but staring at him now, with it jutting upward, fear cascades over me.