Sam’s tongue licks at my lower lip before pushing past them, sweeping in and tasting every inch of my mouth. His palms press against the inside of my thighs, shoving them apart firmly, opening me up to him in a way that has my arousal dripping down my heated flesh.
“You know what I’ve been thinking about all fucking day, Cookie?” Sam asks between possessive kisses. “Want to know, Sofie?” Without giving me time to form a coherent response, my boyfriend pulls back abruptly and crouches, putting himself level with my core while shoving my skirt all the way up to my waist. “I’ve been thinking about this sweet little pussy and how bad I want to eat you out on your birthday.”
And then,he fucking does.
Sam buries his face between my thighs, throwing my knees over his shoulders, his tongue plunging into my pussy and curling before he licks me from asshole to clit, where he flicks and sucks hard. My back arches against the couch, my fingers diving into his gorgeous red hair and gripping at the roots, tugging hard enough to make Sam moaninside of meas his tongue stabs my core again and again.
“Sammy,” I gasp when he pulls my clit between his lips, delivering another hard suck before flattening against it in a succession of firm strokes.
My hips start to roll on their own, riding his face with abandon, but when I’m practically sitting upright and pulling him as close to my pussy as he can get, Sam readjusts and pushes my ass back down to the cushions.
“You let me do this my way.” His voice is muffled, but his gaze flicks to mine. “You watch, you enjoy every second, but you let me eat this pussy until I’m ready to stop because I want you coming on my tongue before you come on my cock.”
“Jesus.” My eyes practically roll back into my skull from his words alone, but what has them actually doing so is the way Sam’s fingers dig into my thighs and open me wider before he devours my pussy.
Lips and tongue. Sucking, licking, flicking. A hint of teeth that graze my clit.
Sam has me right on the edge, has me burning from the inside out, and when his tongue spears inside me again I can feel myself clenching around it.
“Fuck yes, Cookie.” He groans. “You gonna come on my tongue? Going to come all over my face?”
“Sammy…” My legs start to shake as my orgasm moves through my body like lava. “Sammy, yes. Please, yes.”
My boyfriend ups his pace, alternating between hard, fast flicks of my clit and deep thrusts from his tongue. Spots start to form across my vision, but I look down in time to see him move to my asshole again, and when Sam drags his tongue through my folds only to gently bite down on my clit, I explode.
“Sammy!” His name rips from my throat on a guttural scream as I throw my head back into the cushion behind me, my entire body jerking forward, spasming out the orgasm to end all orgasms, my beautiful man riding out every single wave of pleasure.
Until he’s not.
My eyes snap to Sam, and the second they do, my pussy gushes all over again.
“On your hands and knees, Cookie,” he grunts, quickly unbuckling his belt and dropping his jeans, his gorgeous face and beard shiny with my release. “Grab the back of the couch and put that perky little ass in the air for me.”
I scramble to do what he says as fast as I can, but my legs are jello and I might still be orgasming, so it’s uncoordinated at best, but that doesn’t stop my man.
Sam’s hands land on my hips as soon as I’m on my knees, steadying me for a second before I feel the swollen head of his cock nudging my entrance. He holds on with one hand, but moves the other to plant my hands firmly on the back of the couch like he demanded, and when he’s satisfied, Sam takes my chin between his index finger and thumb, turns my face toward his and kisses the fuck out of me while slamming into me at the same time.
I cry out into his mouth and hang on for dear life as Sam starts pounding into me. Hard and fast. Deep. So goddamn deep. His erection stretches my walls and instantly has them fluttering, the sensation of his thick, hard cock sliding in and out of my pussy sending me right back on the verge of climax.
“Fuck,” Sam grunts and kisses me again. “Fuck me, this pussy is so goddamn wet for me.”
“Yes,” I hiss as he reaches down and pinches my nipple through the fabric of my dress.
“So wet. So hot. So fucking tight,” he groans when my walls clamp down around him. “You’re going to come again, aren’t you, Cookie? Gonna come on my cock while I fill you so full you won’t ever get me out of your system.”
All I can do is whimper because his words are coaxing my orgasm right over the edge again.
“Jesus, fucking fuck.” Sam lets go of my breast and grabs my hip again, his fingers digging deep into my flesh. “Fuck, I’m going to come, baby. I’m going to come and I want you coming with me, ok?”
I nod and push my ass back against him, my pussy clamping down around his cock as the first blast of my release tears through me.
“Fuck… fuck, Sofie, I love you,” Sam growls, his thrusts becoming jerky while he sends me right over the fucking cliff.
I scream his name at the top of my lungs, my hands white-knuckling the couch, my nails ripping into the fabric as the words I’ve wanted to hear for months are chanted in my ear.
Sam kisses my shoulder before he bites it, his hips punishing mine while he repeats those words over and over. “I love you, Sofie.”
Tears spring to my eyes and I blink repeatedly as my Sammy slows down, as his thrusts become languid and sweet, as he kisses every inch of skin he can reach, professing his love for me the entire time. And when the first tear slips down my cheek and rolls across my smile, the chance to tell him how I feel is completely ruined.
