I run my hands up her thighs, feeling her legs tense under my touch.
“No one's coming in…and if anyone comes to the door? I want them to hear just how good I make you feel.”
The flash of desire in her eyes is undeniable and I’m damn near desperate for her.
I push her dress up around her waist, revealing the very same red lace panties I picked up at the store, a single satin bow resting just below her belly button like an invitation. “Fuck. Now that’s a sight I’d happily be on my knees for every damn day” I murmur.
The cool tile is grounding me as I press my mouth to the inside of her thigh, at the edge of her panties. I revel in the feeling of her tremble for me as she lets out a moan.
“Look at you.” I breathe out.
I pull her panties to one side, revealing her beautiful bare skin.
“You ever had a cowboy between your legs, darlin'?” I trace one finger along her center, finding her slick, ready.
Her hands fly to my shoulders, nails digging in through my shirt. “Grant, I—God—”
“Hold onto the counter.” I guide her hands behind her, positioning her. “You're gonna need the support.”
I part her with my thumbs, letting my breath ghost over her slick center. She's glistening, pink and perfect, and I want to devour her.
“Been thinking about this pussy for the last week, Mia. Dreaming about how you'd taste.”
When I finally press my tongue against her, she lets out a sound so raw it sends blood rushing south so fast I get dizzy. I lick into her, slow and deliberate, savoring the salt-sweet taste of her.
“Oh fuck,” she whimpers, hips canting forward, her nails digging into the counter.
I grip her thighs harder, spreading her wider as I work my tongue against her. “You taste better than I imagined,”
I lift my head for a brief moment.
“Tell me to stop Mia,” I growl against her skin.
She exhales hard, shaky. “I..I..can’t.”
“Good”That’s all I need.
I growl against her flesh. “I could do this for hours.”
She pants, her chest heaving, as she lifts my hat off and places it on the counter next to her, her fingers making quick work of threading through my hair and tugging, hard, sending shockwaves of pleasure straight to my dick.
She pushes my head lower, demanding more. “Less talk, more tongue cowboy—prove it.” She breathes her voice coming out almost desperate.
Her command sends a rush of heat through me. I settle in, sealing my mouth to her again, ready to worship until she’s shaking apart in my arms.
Her head falls back, throat working as she swallows a moan. I double down, finding her clit with the tip of my tongue, circling it, learning what makes her shake and moan the sweet sound I never want to stop hearing.
“You know what I'm gonna do after I make you come with my mouth?” I murmur against her, each word sending vibrations through her center as she moans. “Gonna bend you over thiscounter, hike this dress up, and fuck you till you're screaming my name. You want that, darlin’?”
“Why don’t you find out before my brain remembers how to form a polite sentence, cowboy” she gasps, her words coming out in a rush.
A low chuckle rumbles from my chest, and I slide two fingers into her, curling them forward as I suck her clit hard between my lips, my tongue licking deep strokes into her. Her walls clench around me instantly, her whole body going rigid.
“That's it, darlin’” I pump my fingers in time with my tongue licks.
“Let me feel you come. Wanna feel this pussy squeeze my fingers before it squeezes my cock.”
Her thighs start to tremble, quivering as she gets close. I don't let up, working her with my lips and tongue and fingers until she's grinding shamelessly against my face.
