She moans at the praise and begins to touch herself, grinding on her hand that isn’t gripping me.
I watch as Kenna pulls back, releasing the tip with a pop before she looks up at me and says, “I want you to let go, Griff. Don’t you dare hold back on me.”
How can I deny a request like that? I tangle my fingers through her hair and nudge her mouth open, not holding back when I drive my cock to the back of her throat and hold it there a few moments before pulling back.
“Is that all you’ve got?” she taunts.
I think I’m going to die from her smart mouth. I hinge her jaw back open with one hand and slap her tongue with my length a few times before I push back in. I fuck her mouth ruthlessly, just like she asked. I don’t slow down even as she begins to gag.
“Yes. Fuck yes, just like that. I love to see you choking on my cock.”
With only a few more punishing thrusts, I’m coming down her throat without warning. The force of my orgasm causes my vision to blur, and I have to catch myself on the tile as I pull out of her mouth. When my vision comes to, I watch Kenna stand up, my cum still dripping down her lips.
I nearly pass out at the sight of her dragging her fingers through the cum and rubbing it over her nipples, causing her to moan.
I pull her against my chest and kiss her with desperation. This girl—this fucking vixen. I break from her mouth, kissing down her chest and sucking her right nipple into my mouth, tasting myself on her. I’m completely untamed at the thought of marking her with my cum all over every inch of her body.
“Fuck, Kenna. I need to taste you,” I plead as I nip at her chest, then lick a trail down the valley of her toned stomach. I place a kiss on her right hip bone, skimming my lips across to drop a kiss on the left one.
She grips her fingers in my hair and stops me from moving any lower. “Griff, I-I haven’t done this before. Y-you don’t—”
Taking in a deep breath along her slit, I look up at her. “I’m going to cut you off right there, Sunshine. I’m absolutely going to, if you’ll let me. Because I can’t wait to devour this pussy. I’ve wondered what you taste like for weeks now—hell, years if I’m being honest. So don’t think for one second that I don’t want to eat your sweet cunt.”
“Holy. Fucking. Shit,” she heaves, breathless from desire. Kenna gives me a small nod, giving me permission to pursue paradise.
Keeping eye contact with her, I lap my tongue through her folds up to her clit.
That first taste of her makes me come undone. Knowing I’m the first person to give her this experience, to make her come with my tongue, has my dick stirring again.
She tightens her grip on my hair, nearly pulling it out—pushing me on. Gripping her hips, I pin her against the shower wall and place her legs over my shoulders, suspending her.
I devour her like a starved man, not even bothering to come up for air. And when she tilts her hips, grinding herself on my face, I know I’d gladly suffocate in her pussy.
I fall into a state of euphoria at the noises she makes. Each one pulses through me, making my cock throb again with need.
“Oh, fuck! Right there,” she moans, and I don’t let up, pushing her to the brink. “G-baby—yes!” she nearly screams her release as she comes all over my face.
I lap up her orgasm, slowly bringing her down from her release, placing kisses on the inside of her thighs.
“You are fucking scrumptious, Sunshine.”
“And you . . . are a fucking wizard with your tongue,” she replies.
I chuckle at her response, rising to my full height to wrap her in my arms. As I come down from the sex-induced high, I find myself needing to ask her if she’s okay. “I wasn’t too rough with you, was I?”
“I told you not to hold back on me, G. And I meant it. That was perfect.”
“Did I hear you scream ‘G-baby’ when you were coming?”
She’s bashful again, trying to hide her blush in my chest. “That may or may not have been what I’ve referred to you as, behind your back, of course, since I was fourteen.”
I angle her head up to meet my eyes. “Don’t hide from me, Kenna. I want to know everything. All your truths, remember?”
“All my truths,” she repeats as she links our hands together and kisses me deeply. So deeply, it’s as if she’s etched herself inside my soul.
7
July
