Velvet and Lace(20)

When his hands moved to the waistband of her panties, he paused before looking up as if asking for permission. She smiled and nodded her head enthusiastically. She lifted her hips, allowing him to peel the lace down her legs. Then he threw them behind him.

“I don’t think I’ve ever had this much fun in bed before.” He winked and looked down between her thighs. Under his gaze, she spread her legs, allowing him to get his first glance of her pussy.

"I highly doubt that Mr. Bradshaw." She tried to keep her expression in check, but jealousy rose in her throat. When he placed his hand on her inner thigh, near her knee, she looked up at him.

"Don't Daphne. You don't know how much this means to me. It's in the way you move, the way you smile, how easy it is to be around you. This means something to me Daphne." Daphne softened her expression.

"This means something to me too, Trent." His lips lifted up in a slight smile and then he glanced back down at her pussy.

She had a blonde landing strip on her mound but nothing else. She knew that with her legs spread he could see everything. She slid her hand down and delved into her folds, finding her clit. She circled once and moaned at the pressure. She looked up at him and a rush of moisture coated her cunt at the heat in his gaze. When she held up her hand to him, he kissed the wet fingers and then dove in between her legs.

She would have laughed at his enthusiasm but when his tongue touched her slit she forgot about everything that wasn’t his mouth on her. He pushed his hand under her butt, making her hips tilt up toward him and then he directed her to put one of her legs over his shoulder.

When he settled back in between her warm thighs, he used his free hand to push two fingers inside of her waiting pussy. Daphne propped herself up on her elbows so that she would watch him. His brown hair tickled the inside of her thighs as he moved his mouth in closer to flick her clit. She was panting by the time he curled his fingers up to stroke her g–spot.

He pulled back just as she felt the wave of a climax hit. She hit the mattress in frustration and she heard him chuckle.

“Impatient are we?” He moved his tongue to lick from the base of her opening all the way up to her clit.

“Come for me beautiful.” His breath moved across her pussy right before he shoved his fingers against her g–spot and placed his lips on her clit. She couldn’t stop the jerk of her hips as the buildup finally shattered. She was vaguely aware of him placing his arms on her hips so that she wouldn’t buck him off.

He continued to suck as she started to come down from the climax and then he pushed a finger against the star of her anus and she flew apart all over again. She shoved her fingers into his hair and screamed his name.

When she was able to breathe again, she felt him withdraw his finger and gave her one more loving lick. Her legs were shaking against his shoulders and she was having a hard time calming her breathing.

He smiled as he licked his lips, and then ran his tongue over his fingers as well. “You look absolutely radiant when you come, and that pussy... I have never tasted anything so exquisite. I would enjoy eating you for all of my meals.”

His erotic words sent another shiver through her. He had just given her multiple orgasms and her pussy was already clenching for more.

She leaned back up on her elbow, and then crooked one of her fingers at him. “Trent, I need you.” Her hair fell down her back, causing her to shiver. Daphne looked up at him, loving how comfortable she was with this man. Under the heat of his gaze, she honestly did feel more beautiful than she ever had.

“What do you need, baby?” He had moved so that he was on his knees in between her legs. He put his hands on either side of her rib cage. He placed a kiss on her lips and she got a small thrill out of her own juices lingering on him. She reached in between them and wrapped her hand around his cock.

“This. I need this big hard cock inside me.” She moved her hand up and down, loving the feel of his penis in her hand. She brushed her thumb over the head and spread the drop of moisture that she found there. She licked her lips and began to pump her hand up and down. He hissed out a breath through clenched teeth and stilled her hand.

“I would love to be inside that sweet spot between your legs but if you keep doing that, it’s all going to end very quickly.” He kissed her lightly on the lips and then pulled back to lean over to the night stand. He returned with a foil packet in hand. Daphne watched, mesmerized, as he took his cock in hand and rolled the condom down.

She wiggled her hips in anticipation and he laid his body back down on hers. When the head of his cock rubbed up against her opening she groaned low in her throat.