Voyeur

“Hey,” she screeched, dodging more splashes of water. “What was that for?”

“If you don’t stop shaking your ass, I’m going to end up putting you up on the counter and eating you for dessert.”

She slicked her tongue across her lips and tugged the bottom with her teeth. Too tempting to pass up, I leaned down and sucked it in my mouth, loving her moan.

“Now hurry up and dry so we can get to dessert.”

She gave a mock salute and grabbed the dish from my hands to dry, but continued to shake her hips, peeking over at me to make sure I was watching.

“Fucking tease.”

She giggled and tapped my hip with her own.

Once I handed over the last dish for her to dry, I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her back to my front. I brushed her hair to the side and began working my lips down her neck.

“Callum,” she groaned.

“Better focus. Wouldn’t want to drop that dish.”

She swiped the towel across the glass and then set them both on the counter, not bothering to try and put it away, and turned in my arms. Her hands slid over my shoulders and burrowed in my hair, pulling me down so she could feast on my lips.

I seriously considered hoisting her up on the counter, but decided I wanted to have her laid out for me and instead gripped her ass and lifted. Her legs wrapped around my waist and I turned, not taking my mouth from hers, and headed to the living room.

I wasn’t ready to have her mouth off of mine just yet, so I sat back and we made out like a couple of teenagers. I cringed a little when I remembered she actually was a teenager, but when I looked at her, I didn’t see her age. I saw comfort and caring and a future. I made sure to never pressure her or feel like she owed me anything because of my position in her life. She was there because she wanted to be, and she was an adult able to make her own decisions.

Oaklyn tugged off her top and then mine. She wore another one of those lacy bra things that barely covered her, and I kissed my way down her breasts, sucking on her nipples, loving the way the soft bud felt against my tongue. Loving the gasp and moans she made when I pinched them between my teeth.

Desperate to taste her, I flipped her to her back and worked her leggings and underwear down her legs as I kissed across her flat stomach. Her legs parted easily for me to fit my shoulders between and I made myself comfortable. I kissed across the crevice of one thigh before cresting her mound and repeating the process on the other.

“Callum,” she pleaded.

“Is there something you want?” I asked innocently before slipping my tongue between her folds and letting the sweet and tangy flavor of her burst on my tongue.

“Yes,” she hissed.

I sucked on one of her folds, letting it go with a pop. “What is it you want, Oaklyn? Tell me.”

“Lick me.”

I twisted my head and dragged my tongue up her thigh, barely holding back my laugh at her growl. “Not happy with that?”

“You know it’s not what I meant.” She stared down at me past her perfect breasts, one nipple on edge of escaping its lacy confines.

“Show me,” I said, reaching up to tug the lace aside and roll her tip between my fingers. Her hand dropped, and she pointed at her slit. “No, Oaklyn. Show me exactly where. Open up for me. Show me your clit.”

Her hips twisted under me, but she moved both hands between her thighs and used her fingers to part her lips, exposing every part of her wet cunt to me. I didn’t hesitate, I dove in, starting at her opening and licking all the way up to swirl around her clit. Her hand clenched, releasing its hold. It didn’t matter, I was ready to feel her squeeze around me and I gave it everything I had.

I sucked on her bundle of nerves and thrust my tongue as deep inside her as I could. Palmed her breasts with one and used the other to slip my fingers inside her. I looked up the expanse of her body as she rode against my face. Coated my chin with her juices. I only froze a little when her finger dug into my hair holding me in place but pushed it back easily. All of this came more easily, and it was thanks to her.

When her cries came louder and the movement of her hips faster, I focused all my attention on her clit until she came. Each time she pulsed around my fingers, I imagined what it would feel like around my cock and I found myself humping the couch I was so turned on.