God damn, the girl tastes so good. She wraps her arms around my neck and presses herself against me, apparently not really caring that I’m still slightly damp with sweat. I pull her hair tighter in my fist, and her soft moan tells me everything about what she wants from me.
I kiss her deeper and harder, pushing her back against the counter. She gasps as I lift her up and place her sitting on the granite. Her legs wrap around my waist as I kiss her, hands teasing her breasts, roaming her body.
This is what I’ve been dreaming about since I first spotted Hazel. That feels like so long ago, though it was hardly just a few days. Now though, I’m finally feeling that tight body, tasting those perfect lips, and I know I can’t stop.
I reach forward and unbutton her jean shorts. I yank them off her, throwing them down onto the floor. She’s wearing these little pink panties, barely covering her perfect pussy. I spread her legs wide and kiss her again. I love the noise she makes as my fingers find her soaking little cunt. It’s half gasp, half moan, like she’s being strangled with pleasure.
My fingers press her panties aside and I slowly work her clit. Her moans get faster and I pull her hair again, tipping her head back. As I do it, I press my fingers deep inside of her, making her grip the edge of the counter.
I fuck her pussy with my fingers as I kiss her neck, savoring every gorgeous moan she makes. I’m so fucking hard I can barely stand but I know what I really want in this moment.
She’s a stranger here, acclimating to a new life, and I need to help her. I need to make her feel good before I start taking what I really want. She needs me to be firm but gentle at first, and then I can be as rough as I want.
I work her clit again and kiss her neck. My lips slide up to her ear. “This is what I’ve been thinking about since I saw you,” I say to her.
“Exactly this?” she asks.
“Not exactly. In my fantasy, you’re down on your knees, my cock down your throat. But not today.”
That makes her moan even more as I fuck her pussy faster with my fingers. Her legs are spread wide for me, obviously wanting it, needing it even a bit. I bite her bottom lip and look into her eyes as I take her panties and slide them off her body. I drop them on top of her jean shorts.
I slowly move down toward her bare, soaking pussy. She’s so pink and fucking perfect, I don’t know how I’m not fucking her right now. It’s taking every ounce of my willpower. I spread her legs wide and kiss her inner thigh before finding her clit and licking it in slow, firm circles.
She gasps and grabs onto my hair. I smirk to myself as I suck and lap at her clit, not afraid to taste every drop of her soaking pussy. I love her taste, love her tight little pussy, and I feel like my cock might burst out of my fucking shorts.
I slide my hand down and tease her pussy before plunging two fingers inside of her.
“Oh god,” she gasps. “What are you trying to do to me?”
I smirk at her and gently kiss her lips. She doesn’t seem to mind tasting her own pussy on my tongue. “You know what I’m trying to do,” I say. “I want to make you come, girl. You’re my wife now. And I want to taste it.”
She gasps, clearly not used to a man talking dirty to her. I smirk and press my fingers deep inside of her. I kiss her neck and drop back down, finding her clit with my tongue and lips. I suck and lick her, fucking her pussy with my fingers, moving faster and faster.
Her moans get louder as I keep pushing her. I want to make this girl sweat. I want to make her fucking drenched, until she finally comes in my mouth, and I get to taste exactly what she’s like. I can hardly control myself and I’m fucking impatient, but I’m persistent. I won’t stop, not ever, not until I get what I want.
But I don’t have to wait long. I fuck her pussy with my fingers faster, deeper, all the while working that clit with my tongue. She grabs onto my hair and starts wiggling her hips, pressing me harder, and I can tell she’s getting close. Her fingers tense as I gently nibble and suck her clit.
“Oh fucking shit,” she groans. “Nolan. Prince Nolan.”
That makes me so goddamn excited I can barely breathe, but I don’t stop. She’s on the edge. I need to tip her over. I suck faster, fingers pumping that pussy, and she gasps.
I can practically feel the orgasm washing over her. She tenses, her whole body a mass of energy, and it just releases in one deep shiver of explosive force. I taste her as she comes and I don’t stop, not for a second. I’m relentless, and I take her orgasm to the next level.
Slowly, she comes down. I pull my fingers from her and lick them clean. She watches me, an astonished and pleased look on her face.