All she did was moan. It wasallshe could do.
She wasn’t even trying to keep her neck straight anymore. Her head lolled back and more cries left those pretty lips.
“Soul, I don’t think I’m going to last.”
I kissed away her doubt and plunged two fingers inside of her. She was already so wet, I met no resistance. She arched into me, demanding more.
My thumb rubbed her clit while I kissed her.
I loved the way she trapped my bottom lip and used her teeth to tell me she needed more of me.
I loved the way she pulled her bikini top down and guided my hand to cover her nipples.
And I really loved the way her hips hadn’t stopped rocking since I put her on this table. Not even once.
Patience.
I was trying to summon more of it, but I wanted to be inside of her so bad.
Her budded nipples were begging for my tongue. And I sucked them greedily. I felt her pussy grip my fingers tighter. And tighter.
She was coming with my fingers inside of her and my mouth on her nipple.
Her moans sounded like bliss and the hiss that left her lips made my dick ache.
I pulled my fingers free and rubbed my dick along her wetness again, knowing I would come if I kept this up, but not caring because at least she would get what she wanted: me.
Somehow, I kept my hand steady enough to rub the curved barbell over her clit, teasing her until she tried to close her legs, holding me in place.
Then I pushed inside of her and felt her come on my dick in the next second.
Every pulse.
Every breath.
Every quiver.
It all happened with her wrapped around my dick and her face hiding in my chest.
“Soul,please, please, please.”
I didn’t know what she was begging for, just knew I would give it to her.
I pulled back to look at her before dipping my head to cover her right nipple with my mouth while my hand wrapped around the left. With one thing in mind, I tugged at her piercing until she hissed in pain. Then did it all over again.
“I’ve wanted this for so long, Soul.” She pushed my head harder against her chest. “Don’t ever fucking stop. I need you.”
Licking.
Sucking.
Kissing.
Promising.
My mouth was busy with giving her what she wanted. And it still didn’t feel like enough.
“I’m sorry, baby.” I tugged at her piercing again, watching the pain play over her face before my dick chased it away. “I won’t make you wait this long again.”
