Page 34 of My Never
I kiss her other inner thigh, then run my thumb up the outside of her outer lips. I bend to kiss her lower belly and trace her mound with my tongue, coming dangerously close to her clit. She practically mewls in frustration, so I run my knuckles up her center, soaking them before ever so lightly tapping her clit with a finger. She cries out as I trace the knuckles back down, and I blow a hot breath against her sex.
“How badly do you want my tongue and fingers?”
She huffs out a breath, her hips bucking against my knuckles.
“I wish I could see you right now. All worked up and panting for me.”
“Mark, please,” she begs, and I can’t deny her anymore.
When the first swipe of my tongue reaches the top of her clit, she cries out raggedly, reaching out to thread her fingers in my hair.
“Fuck, you taste so good,” I growl against her skin and dive back in, spreading her sex wide for me with my fingers so I can trace her innermost places with my tongue. I make the rounds, exploring what kind of tension she likes until I find what makes her muscles seize tight. Her legs are a trembling mess, and the sounds coming from her spur me on.
“Does that feel good?” I ask as I lightly rim her entrance with my middle finger, intending to draw things out for her. I trace up to her clit and circle it, enjoying how plump and ready it is.
“Mark, it’s so good,” she whimpers.
I swipe my tongue up the length of her again, then swirl around that bud with the tip of my tongue. She pants out a few staggered breaths. She’s fighting coming.
“Don’t hold back. I’ll make you come more than once, I promise,” I say as I clamp my lips back down hard around that clit and slide a finger inside her.
She gasps loudly, and her back arches so hard I’m scared she’s going to hurt it. Damn it, why did I leave the lights off? Her first orgasm in years and I can’t even see it? I groan in approval as her inner muscles clamp down around my finger so tightly, I can only imagine how good it would look and feel around my cock. She moans so loudly, if anyone comes back here, they’ll hear it. I lap at her clit mercilessly as I work her through the high, enjoying how her fingers claw at my scalp as if she never wants my lips to leave her pussy, but the sensations are overwhelming.
“You did so good,” I praise her before sliding a second finger in. “That was just to take the edge off.”
“Oh, shit.”
“Think you can handle more?” I tease her, recognizing that she’s just understanding that she is going to be coming more than just once. That she’s allowed to come more than just once.Double fuck you, Eric.“Did he ever make you come more than once?”
“He didn’t care as long as he got what he wanted.”
“He’s a bastard.”
“Yes, he is. Why are we talking about him?” she pants out incredulously.
“Because he wasted your time, and I’m going to fix it by showing you how a real man puts it down.”
She whimpers again as I work my fingers in and out of her and circle her clit light as a feather with my thumb.
“Did he ever take this much time to warm you up, Firecracker?”
“No,” she says on a pant, her body starting to tense back up with a renewed sense of want.
“Put your heels up on the counter and spread your legs wider for me.”
I help her get them up higher, leaning in to steal a kiss from her lips. I grind the heel of my hand against her clit and curl my fingers inside of her. She cries into my mouth.
“I hate that I left the lights off for this, but I’m not fucking walking over there and leaving this starving pussy to turn them on. He sure as shit never did this for you.”
“No!” she cries out as the feel of her arousal is dripping around my fingers.
“You’re so fucking tight, Ava.”
“Yes.”
“So wet.”
“Y-yes!”
