“What are you going to do to make me get out of my own head?” she teased.
I moved backward, putting just a little bit of distance between us, then reached for her jeans.
She hissed in a breath when my knuckles rubbed against her lower abdomen, her eyes flicking up to meet mine as she waited for me to do what I would.
I didn’t waste time.
I stripped her of her pants, panties, shoes, socks, t-shirt and bra all in the same amount of time that it would take a normal person to strip off just one article of clothing.
When she was completely bared to my gaze, I moved her until she was sitting on the ledge of my dresser, right in front of my window, where anybody who cared to look in could see.
Sure, it probably wasn’t the best idea in the world.
Yet… I couldn’t help myself.
I couldn’t make it any farther than I’d already made it. The bed felt like it was a mile away.
I needed her.
Right then.
Right there.
Right now.
Later, I would realize how fuckin’ stupid it was of me to take her where I took her. Later, I’d tell myself how fuckin’ crazy and exposing it was. But for now…
I dropped down to my knees, placed my hands around her lower hips, and picked her up, scooting her forward until she was all but hanging off of my dresser.
“Holy shit!”
Her gasp of surprise at the move of strength was amusing.
I loved that she never quite expected me to move her around like I did.
Inhaling deeply before I took a nosedive into her pussy, I groaned at the sweet smell of her.
I loved even more the way she tasted.
The flavor burst on my tongue when I practically buried my mouth in her in the next second.
“Gah,” she breathed, her hands going to my hair. “Stop! There’s no way I smell good.”
I looked up at her before I pressed forward, only stopping when my chin met the cleft of her ass.
Then, eyes continuing to stay on her, I licked out, taking a long, tasteful swipe of the best tasting pussy I’d ever had.
I let it be known with my eyes how much I liked the taste of her, because voicing it aloud meant I’d have to stop doing what I was doing.
“You’re crazy.” She shook her head, widening her legs and pressing her flesh fully into my face.
Smothering me in her.
I went to work then, tasting, sucking, licking and cherishing every single inch of her pussy.
I fucked her with my tongue. Sucked on her clit. Nibbled.
Not one single inch of her was left without attention.
I was so lost in what I was doing, enjoying every single fucking second of how she tasted, that I didn’t realize that she was getting frustrated until she yanked me back by the hair.
“God, Taos. Just fuck me already!” she cried. “Your fingers. Your dick. I don’t fuckin’ care, just get in there!”
I chuckled huskily against the apex of her thighs, licking my lips as I came to my feet.
My dick, so long denied, all but pulsed with each beat of my heart.
I was so hard that I could barely stand it, and the only thing holding up my jeans at this point was the engorged flesh.
Her eyes went to my cock almost immediately, and she took pity on me.
Reaching for my cock, she deftly maneuvered me out of my boxers, being careful not to break what I could tell she was about to try to play with.
When she tried to come down off the dresser, I shook my head.
“I’m on a thin and crumbling edge here,” I told her. “You want fucked. You’re getting fucked. But only when it’s right here, right now. If you so much as put your mouth on me, I’m going off without you.”
She pouted so cutely that I had to grin.
“I’ll let you play next time,” I said, removing her hand from around me as I took over with my own hand.
She sat back, her bare shoulders pressing against my dresser mirror, giving me an excellent view of her upper body and her heaving torso.
I looked my fill.
Her hair was disheveled. Her eyes were wide and pupils dilated. Her breasts were jolting, nipples pebbled.
Goose bumps ran down the length of her stomach and between her thighs.
That was a nice little mess.
Her thighs were straining as she balanced on the edge, and her pussy was covered in her excitement.
God, did I want her.
“Taos, stop looking,” she growled, her hand going down to her pussy lips, which she parted. “And fuck me.”
I liked her dirty mouth.
I liked even more that she was telling me exactly what she wanted.
Within two seconds I had myself lined up at her entrance and I was pushing inside.
The height of the dresser, with her on top of it, was the absolute perfect height.