“I’m so fucking hard, feeling your beautiful little pussy wrapped around my finger. You are so wet, so responsive. I know you love the feel of my fingers in your pussy. You're soaked. I want to taste that pussy, Sky, I want to get drunk on that sweet juice.” His words edged at my ear. “You want me inside you. Owning this sweet cunt.”
Like fireworks exploding in my chest cavity, waves of release pulsed their way through every muscle I possessed. My fingers clutched at his firm biceps, shades of ink swirling across the hard muscle, as my teeth clenched down and I rode the orgasm with the help of his frantically moving hand between my legs.
“Oh my God, I’ve never—” I sucked in shallow breaths of air. “I can’t believe—”
His grin crooked to one side as he pulled his hand from between my legs, sucking his thumb into his mouth and licking the nectar clean. “Your pussy tastes sweet, Skylar.”
His words embarrassed me and turned me on in equal measure. He must have known, because his grin ticked up just as his bike began to slow down. “Which house is yours?”
Drowsy and drunk on pleasure, I hardly recognized my neighborhood, veiled in shadows.
“Uh, 331.” I spat the number, unable to even think about providing direction at this moment.
A slow chuckle rumbled through his chest, sending shock waves through me. I’d never been so turned on, so sated and needy for him all at the same time.
“Welcome home, precious.” His throaty voice curled around my body as he turned into my driveway. The engine flicked off, and he smiled.
Three
Hudson
Before we could even make it to her bedroom, I flipped her in my arms and bent her over the kitchen island. Her gaze nailed mine just as my hands were sliding up the creamy skin of her thighs, damp and still shaking from the first orgasm I’d nursed from her.
“You’re so turned on for me you can’t even keep still, precious,” I crooned at her ear, using the moment of distraction to tear her panties down her legs. She sighed, ass working back and forth like it was begging for my teeth. My bite mark on her pretty ass would look nice, a brand on her skin. I was determined to give her that and more.
I pushed the hem of her dress over the round globes of her sweet ass and sank my teeth into one cheek, enjoying the shudder that coursed through her, dampening her thighs and turning my cock to steel. Beads of precome dotted the front of my jeans as I lowered to my knees and plunged my tongue into her pretty pink flesh.
Lapping and sucking at her soaked lips, I swirled and tasted and savored every drop of herself she had to give. I wanted her so fucking wet for me she wouldn’t be able to think straight when I slid into her the first time.
Fisting at the cheeks of her ass, I shoved my face deeper, coating it with her juices, smearing her on my lips, covering myself in her scent because here, with her, was the only place I ever wanted to be.
She arched when I slid one slow finger into her body, nearly losing myself when her walls contracted around me, sucking me in and begging for more. She groaned when I nipped at the hard little bud of her clit. Sliding one hand up the curve of her hips, I locked her hand in mine, holding her tightly as I sucked that little nub into my mouth and danced figure eights around it with my tongue. Her legs tensed, her breathing growing more erratic, before I hooked my fingers and sent her straight over the edge and into my arms.
Her muscles seized up around me, arousal coursing down my chin and drenching my fingers. I’d done my job well, all right. I’d made her come so hard she’d never be able to fuck anyone else without thinking of where I’d been.
Just as her breathing calmed, I spun her in my arms, still on my knees, and lifted her skirt, lapping at the moisture coating her thighs. She shuddered when I slid my tongue up the seam of her pretty cunt, sucking all the stray honey from her skin and savoring the essence of her on my taste buds. I could go for being surrounded by her scent every night and live a long and happy life.
One of her hands pushed into my hair as I worked her into a frenzy, the skirt of her dress falling in silky waves around me. “I need to see you naked and spread out before me. I need to see what I’m eating for dinner and dessert.”
I stood, grasping the dress and pulling it over her shoulders. She stood, all soft and creamy in the silvery moonlight, panty-free and only a pretty purple bra edged in lace preventing my mouth from reaching the Promised Land.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, precious, I don’t know what to eat next.” But I knew where I was headed, my hands already pulling the bra from her body and stripping her bare. Her nipples puckered in the brisk night, but I didn’t give them long without my attention. My hands were embracing her tits, my mouth covering one nipple and drawing in long sucks. Her hands threaded through my hair as soft little moans fell from her lips.