I kissed her collarbone and along the lines of her stomach. She sighed when I breathed along the lace band of her panties. With one hot breath between her legs, I commanded and she sat on the edge of the bed.
I threaded the lace off her legs tossing the thong on the floor.
I kissed the inside of her thigh, nipping as I made my way to her slice of heaven.
“Cole.” She breathed.
My fingers worked between her folds. Fuck. She was so wet. I groaned as I licked between her slick lips, lapping at her clit. Her head fell backward as I worked my tongue inside her pussy.
My cock was hard. Throbbing. Ready.
I pushed her knees wider, needing more. Thirsty to drown myself in her.
The sweet sounds of her release started. Her walls clutched against my tongue and I sucked hard against her, waiting for her to come in my mouth.
“Come, baby,” I groaned, commanding the orgasm to crest.
She panted. Her hips jerked. And with one long sigh she trembled, falling off a cliff. God, it was a beautiful sound.
I kissed my way up her body. Folding the bra over the edge of her tits. I pulled one into my mouth.
“Ohh,” she cried.
I wasn’t done. Nowhere near it.
I pushed my fingers inside her pussy. I moved them in and out as she writhed under me.
Her hands were on my shorts. I threw my T-shirt off the bed and she unfastened the button. I kicked them off, but not before grabbing a condom out of the pocket. I’d learned my lesson two years ago. She wrestled with my boxer briefs and freed my cock. It ached for her. I was in pain from wanting her.
I ran my thumb over her bottom lip and stared into her eyes.
I’d never seen such trust. Such innocence.
I sighed when her hands wrapped around my dick, sliding up and down. I rolled on my back as Kaitlyn move to straddle me. I didn’t recognize the vixen hovering over me.
The sex kitten sliding over my body was toying with me. She lowered her head over my cock as her hair swept against my chest.
My hands tangled in her hair. Her mouth opened. Her tongue circled the swollen head of my shaft.
“Baby, you’re killing me,” I groaned.
She licked the side like a lollypop, tracing the thick vein on the side. And then she settled over the head and with one inhale I thrust inside her.
“Fuck,” I growled.
She bobbed over me, working up and down, feasting on my cock. I’d never seen anything as sexy as those pouty lips wrapped around the base of my dick. When had little Kaitlyn Sinclair learned to give blow jobs like this?
I didn’t want to know. I didn’t care. I fucked her beautiful mouth relentlessly.
She was unbelievable. Her eyes fired with mischief.
It wasn’t going to end like this. I lifted her chin toward me.
“I have a condom.” I searched the bed for it.
“But don’t you want me to keep going?” she whispered.
I nodded. “But I’d rather fuck you, baby.”