And Then There Was Her (And The There Was 1)

I needed his dick.

I let go of his hair and moved my hands between our bodies. He let out a hoarse growl and moved his hands under me so he was now grabbing my ass.

“You smell so fucking good, Adele, the best fucking aroma in the world.”

I wrapped my legs around his waist, rubbing my pussy on his length. He hissed out a curse and ran his tongue up the column of my thr

oat. “I could eat your pussy all night long, and I still wouldn’t be sated.” He took my mouth in a hungry kiss for long, drugging seconds. I kissed him like my life depended on it. Our tongues pressed together, and when he retreated, I followed into his mouth. It was strange taking control, and in all honesty, I wasn’t sure if I liked it. Because I loved him taking control.

He trailed his lips down to my collarbones, dragging them across the arches. He moved his hands from under my ass and placed them on my knees, opening my thighs even wider than before. He slid his hands up my inner thighs until he came to the area of my body that ached for him the most.

He moved back and sat on his haunches, his focus trained between my thighs. Pushing myself up, I looked down the length of my body. Oliver lifted his gaze to mine, and I held my breath at the intensity in his gaze.

A high claimed me, and I sucked in a deep breath. He lowered his head to my pussy, never once taking his gaze off me. And at the first lick of his tongue on the most intimate part of me, I waited with desire and anticipation for Oliver to give me the pleasure that only he could bring out in me.

Oliver

Oh. Christ.

I could only eat her out for so long, and if I didn’t stop, I’d come all over the fucking sheets. Her pussy was pink and wet, so damn hot. But it wasn’t sex that had me feeling this euphoria. It was the fact that Adele was here with me.

My cock jerked at the sight. She was slick and slightly swollen from her arousal. With my mouth so close to the most intimate part of her, I couldn’t have torn my focus from her if my life was on the line.

“Fuck.” I murmured out that lone word and lifted my gaze to her face for a moment, saw her watching me intently. While holding her gaze, I ran my tongue out and moved it up the center of her cunt. She gasped, her mouth opening, her eyes widening.

At the first taste of her, my control broke. I groaned and started licking her pussy, sucking at her silky-smooth lips. I ran my tongue up her cleft and sucked on her clit. She was pink and hot, glistening from her arousal for me.

Latching my mouth over the engorged bud, I sucked on her like a starving man. Hell, I was starving, but only for her. No matter how much I had her, how many times I fucked her, claimed her, I was always hungry for Adele. She tasted so good, so fresh that I grew frenzied for more.

“You taste so fucking good, baby girl.” I licked her so many times my tongue and lips became numb, but I liked that fact because I knew it was good for her. She moaned, thrashed her head from side to side, clenching her hands on the sheets and pulling at them. And still I didn’t stop. I couldn’t. She made these needy little sounds, ones that drove me absolutely fucking crazy with lust.

I reached out and framed her pussy with my hands while I ate her out. I pulled her cunt lips apart, pulled back just an inch, and stared at her pink, wet flesh. While holding her open, I lifted my gaze to her face. Her eyes were closed, her lips parted. Her chest moved up and down from her increased breathing. I went back to licking and sucking at her cunt, wanting her to get off.

Needing her to.

“You taste so damn good. I won’t ever get enough.” As I ran my tongue up and down her slit, she became even wetter for me, more primed.

“I’m so close,” she gasped out, sounding like she had a hard time speaking.

“I want you to get off, baby. I need you to come while I have my face all up in your sweet pussy cream.” She moaned after I spoke, and I started sucking furiously on her clit again.

It didn’t take long before I felt her body start to tighten with her impending orgasm. Moving my hands to her inner thighs, I kept her open. I pulled back an inch and slid one of my hands toward her pussy, slipping two fingers into her. I was slow at first, trying not to be too rough, but I wanted her to lose control for me.

A cry of ecstasy finally left her.

“That’s so fucking it.” I couldn’t stop the words from leaving me.

She lifted her hips and ground her cunt against my face, and I went back to sucking on her clit. The wet, slurping noises of my mouth between her legs had my cock throbbing. I started pressing my hips into the mattress, trying to alleviate the pressure by dry humping the hell out of the bed. My balls were going to explode if I didn’t get my cock inside her.

“Oh. God. Yes,” she moaned loud and long, and that was my breaking point.

I took my fingers from her, licked them clean, and cupped her ass with both my hands. Her asshole was right there for the taking, and I didn’t hold off any longer. I licked at the puckered hole of her bottom with just the tip of my tongue, allowing her to grow used to what I was doing, hoping she’d come from this alone.

“Oliver, yes,” she hissed out the words. Adele started panting again, and I used more force, licking her hard, then sucking on her flesh. Her skin tasted clean, like soap and lemons.

With one more lick up the crease of her bottom, I pulled away. I kept her legs spread open with my hands on her inner thighs and stared down at her pussy. “This is mine,” I said and cupped her sweet spot.

Her chest rose and fell from her post-orgasmic euphoria, and it had the alpha male in me roaring out in pleasure. It was because of me that she looked like that. It was because of me that she felt this desire. I was so damn hard, so fucking ready to have her in all ways. When I rose up, grabbed my cock, and positioned myself at her entrance, the feel of her wet pussy at the tip of my cock had my jaw clenching.