She chuckles, shaking her head. “Are you going to change your favorite color every time?”
I shrug, sliding a hand over the curve of her hip, fingertips brushing the fabric of her panties. “Guess I’m just a sucker for whatever you’re wearing.”
I let my fingers drift lower, tracing the heat beneath the thin fabric, and a soft moan slips past her lips.
“Fuck, look at you. You’re soaked.” I hook the lace of her soaked panties to the side, baring her soft, swollen pussy to the air. She’s spread open under me, legs bent, pussy bare, glistening in the dim light.
My cock throbs hard at the sight.
I slide my fingers through her, dragging through all that slick heat until they shine with her mess, then push them inside her.
Her body shudders, her nails digging into my shoulders. And the little, choked whimper she lets out might be the hottest thing I’ve ever heard.
“You like that?” I whisper against her ear, my teeth nipping at her earlobe. I curl my fingers inside, rubbing slowly along that spot that makes her thighs try to close around my wrist. “Tell me how bad you need me.”
She shudders. Her breath falters.
“S-so bad…”
I press my thumb to her clit and rub harder, faster, until she’s gasping, her hands gripping my wrist like she can’t decide if she wants to stop me or make me keep going.
I tug her drenched panties off with a smooth drag down those perfect legs, toss them, and spread her open with both hands. My mouth actually waters.
Fuck me.
Her pussy’s glistening, flushed, lips soft and swollen, glinting in the low light like she’s already been edged for hours. I groan under my breath, dragging my thumb slow through the slick mess coating her slit.
So fucking pretty.
I lean in, plant a kiss low on her stomach and she sucks in a sharp breath, and I can’t help the smirk that creeps across my face.
“Fuck, look at this pussy,” I groan, spreading her open wider with both hands. “Dripping all over my sheets.” I lick my lips, dying for a taste. “You want my mouth, baby? Want me to tongue-fuck this tight little cunt until you’re begging me to stop?”
She gasps, her breath hitching in her throat.
I smirk, dragging my mouth just close enough that she twitches. “Say it. Tell me you want me to eat you like the filthy little slut you are. Say you want my tongue buried in this sweet, soaking pussy.”
Her whole body trembles.
“Be a good girl,” I murmur. “Open those legs and tell me how bad you want me to make you come with just my mouth.”
Her hips roll, needy, that soaked, glistening pussy throbbing under my breath. “I want your mouth,” she whispers, a soft whimper leaving her lips. “I want your tongue on my pussy. Right now. Please, Ryan.”
I groan, the sound vibrating against her thighs. “Yeah? you want me to suck that pretty clit until you’re shaking?”
“Yes,” she breathes. “I want it. I need it. Please, Ryan. Fuck. Just give me your tongue.”
I trail soft kisses down her body. On her belly, the crease of her thigh, down the inside, right where her skin gets hot and sensitive. She shivers, a soft whimper caught in her throat when I blow a warm breath over her soaked pussy. My hands slide under her thighs and spread her wider.
Then I finally give her what she wants.
My tongue flicks up her slit, and her entire body jerks. I groan into her heat, flicking my tongue over her clit, hearing her choke on a moan.
Fuck, she tastes sweet.
She fists the sheets, her legs twitching, back arching up off the mattress as I suck her clit into my mouth and circle my tongue over it.
“F-fuck, Ryan—oh god?—”
