“Oh!”
I don’t give her a chance to think or to speak. Just feel. Dropping my head, I lick her perfect, almond skin from her collar bone to her mahogany nipple. Closing my lips around it, she moans to the ceiling, throwing her head back. I softly pucker my lips around her little diamond tip and flicker my tongue, gently battering her nipple. I glance up at her and graze the sharp edge of my teeth against her.
“Ahh,” she yelps, but she grinds her hot little pussy down against my hard cock, still confined by these stupid jeans. I’ve never hated anything as much as I hate these pants right now.
I immediately give her little pebble another soft swish of my tongue, kissing it better before I move my head over and start doing the same thing to her other perfect nipple.
Fuck she’s sexy. I can’t tell you the amount of women who’ve dressed up or brought friends to the party just to get me half as excited as Lauren wearing a simple pair of booty shorts.
Her hands slide down over my shoulders and I feel the sharp tips of her nails dig into my skin as she twists her hips on top of me. I don’t expect the burst of pain as she scrapes her nails across my flesh until I can feel the little cuts she’s leaving on my back.
“Hey!” I stop teasing her full tits and look up at her smirking face.
“What?” She bats her eyelashes like a doll, “two can play that game,” her pink lips turn up into a sultry smile.
“Oh, is that so? We’ll just see about that,” I grab her hands and wrap my hand around both her wrists so she can’t pull that little stunt again. Not unless I want her to.
Pulling her arms high above her head, I throw her down onto the couch under my control. I’ll let her use them again, when I decide what I want her to do to me. Until then, she’s gonna lie here and squirm under me until she can’t take anymore.
“God, Mack, I want you. I’ve always wanted you. Please let me see you? Let me feel you inside me,” she begs.
“You’re not ready yet,” I let my eyes feast on her shamelessly. Savoring every inch of her skin from her long neck to her perky tits.
She’s too sexy, and the crazy part is, she doesn’t even know it. Not like I do. Most women who look half as good as Lauren are used to every guy chasing them down. They get an attitude that she doesn’t have. She’s the most stunning woman I’ve ever met, and she’s still so down to earth. She defies logic and rules. There are no games with her, no laws. Hell, even lying on her back, her perky tits seem to defy the law of gravity, so maybe she is some kind of magic.
And she’s mine.
My eyes’ gaze is interrupted rudely by the fabric of her little shorts, covering her modestly.
I’ve got no fucking time for modesty.
“Keep your hands up,” I growl, releasing her wrists from my grasp. Lauren bites her pouty bottom lip and nods in response. “Good girl,” I love a woman who knows when to challenge me and when to let me have my way.
I drag my fingertips down her ribs and over her little belly, protruding a little in the way a woman’s body does once she’s carried a child. Perfectly curved. I dig my fingers under the hips of each side of her shorts and tug them down to her knees in one quick pull.
The little patience I’ve had is rewarded as I look down onto her glistening pussy. With just a short trim of hair covering her, and her sweet nectar ripe for savoring, she looks like the sweetest peach ready to be devoured.
I quickly look into Lauren’s eyes and she watches me intently, her arms still perfectly still above her head. “But don’t worry, I’m gonna make sure I get you ready.”
I pull her little shorts down the rest of her legs and toss them over my shoulder onto the floor. Sliding down between her thick thighs, I pinch my fingers into the meat of her legs as I hold them open wide. Her pussy is totally exposed now, the dark brown of her petals contrasting against the soft pink of her sensitive nub.
I bury my face between her thighs and pull one of her dark lips into my mouth, tugging it softly as I let my tongue tease her sweet clit. She tastes like heaven. And I should know, I caught a glimpse of it in the desert. Funny how in the moment I was facing death, I saw her. She must be my eternal life.
I circle my wet tongue over her nub as she tries to twist her hips in anticipation. My hands have her pinned to the couch though, and as long as she doesn’t move her arms, she’s completely under my power.
Sliding my tongue down the length of her pussy, I spread her fat cheeks and dip my lips between them until I have my tongue pressed against her tight asshole.
Lauren gasps and she stiffens out under my hands. But she doesn’t tell me to stop or say she doesn’t like it. She just seems surprised. I flicker my tongue against her until she’s squirming and bearing down against me. I slide back up to her sweet clit just to keep her on the edge.