LOVE ‘EM(85)

He slides his finger across my bud, circling lightly. “Did you want to tell me something, Mo?”

Did I? I don’t remember? A little sound emits from the back of my throat, but I can’t pull any words from my mind to answer.

He slips his finger between my folds. He lets out another breath over my bud. “You’re good and wet, Sweets.”

He covers my slit and sucks my pussy lips into his mouth, then he wiggles his tongue between them, dipping into my entrance. “You’re delicious. Anyone ever tell you that? Absolutely delectable.”

Still I can’t answer, not with his tongue delving deep into my folds, his finger circling my clit.

I pull my legs up and lay them open until my knees are flat on the bed. Every breath I take trembles as Danny explores my body. He does things I’ve never experienced, sliding his tongue and fingers into places that have never been touched by another human being. And it’s hellish, because it’s so perfect.

Oats. That’s all.

My lower belly fills with heated pressure as he pushes a finger into my entrance. I shift, and he caresses a spot just inside at the top. My hips move with his hand, rubbing against him as though my body has a mind of its own. He pulls down on the bottom of my slit as his tongue tickles my nub.

When he covers me with his mouth again, he sucks hard as he slips another finger in with the first, stretching me. The coil of pressure tightens inside, until my feet push at the edge of the bed and I lift my pussy to his mouth, my ass off the mattress.

He sucks harder and I moan. He answers with his own short “hmm”, which vibrates through my body. I grab the sheets at my sides. Danny moves his fingers in and out, pumping them the way he told me to do the other day. Two of them—filling me.

The wet noises as he licks and sucks my pussy along with his hand thrusting deep inside—together they drive me crazy. It’s the sexiest sound I’ve ever heard. So moist because he’s pleasuring me. My head turns side to side as he suckles my clit again, cranking the coil in my lower belly even tighter.

Heat floods my pussy and I twist the sheets in my fingers while I push harder against Danny’s mouth. He slows his movements—excruciatingly so. His tongue tickles my bud, but barely touches it, pulling back until I’m desperate for the return of that pressure on my entrance.

I want it harder. I want—I want more. “Danny?”

He blows cool air over my pussy. “Yeah, babe?”

“Are you stopping?”

“Yes, Sweets.”

“But…”

He kisses me hard on my clit, but just a peck, no tongue. Disappointment rages through me. I push against his lips. He stands, leaving me burning.

Again, I say, “But—”

“But what, Mo? This was just a taste. To let you know what you’re walking away from. Remember? You wanted to leave. So go—if you can.”

I’ll never be in control again, not now that Danny’s touched me.

I let out a huff of air. My fingers move to my pussy. I shake my head.

He strokes his cock, his eyes boring into mine. “What’s that? I can’t hear you, Mo.”

“I don’t want to leave.” My voice is small.

He tilts his ear to me. “Say again? I want to make sure I heard you right. Are you telling me you want me? Disgusting Danny?”

I lick my lips and let out another shaky breath, my pussy pulses under my fingers. “Yes.”

He lays next to me, his cock hard against my thigh. “Tell me what you want from me, Mo. What do you want me to do?”

My body demands I give him the words he wants. I glare for a moment, hoping he won’t make me say it out loud.

He traces my collarbone with the tip of the finger he just had buried inside me. The moisture spreads over my skin. “I’m sorry, Mo. I can’t do anything until you tell me exactly what you want.”

I swallow the last vestige of pride I may ever own. “I want you, Danny. I want you to make me come.”

“Is that all? Make you come. Just once?”

I close my eyes. “No. Not just once.”

He takes my jaw, turning my face to his. “Open your eyes, Sweets. Talk to me. Tell me you want me to fuck you. Tell me you want me inside you until your pussy quivers with every stroke. Tell me how you want me to make you come. Do you want me to lick your cunt? Do you want me to finger your pussy? Do you want me to bury my cock so deep I touch your heart?”

His eyes search mine as I gather the syllables he wants.

My fingers cup my mound. It’s wet and waiting. I can do this. It’s just words. Words that will bring me untold pleasures.

“I want you to do all of that, Danny. Everything. Lick me, eat me, suck me until I come, then bury your dick in my—my pussy and thrust until you come.”