She nods eagerly, and I trail kisses down her body. I stop at her breasts, sucking a nipple into my mouth. She gasps and arches, offering herself to me.
I take my time, teasing her nipples until she's writhing beneath me.
"Shane," she breathes, her voice ragged. "Please."
Satisfied with her reaction, I continue my descent. She's already wet when I reach her core, her pussy glistening and ready. I kiss her inner thighs, enjoying the way her muscles twitch.
She's moaning and begging me not to stop when I finally lick her from bottom to top, paying special attention to her clit. Her taste is sweet with a hint of something earthy—uniquely her. I could spend hours between her thighs, feasting on her like a man possessed.
I slip one finger inside her, then another. She cries out, her hips lifting off the bed.
"Fuck," she groans, her hands fisting in the sheets.
I curl my fingers, finding that spot that makes her whimper. As I suck her clit into my mouth, I pump my fingers in and out, in and out. I work her body like a finely tuned instrument, playing her until she's on the edge.
My memories of her and tonight will be filled with the sound of her moans and whispering my name.
"You ready, baby?" I murmur against her skin.
With a few more flicks of my tongue, she falls apart. Her body shakes and spasms as she comes, her pussy clenching around my fingers.
It's a sight to behold, and I can't help but feel a sense of male pride at being the one to bring her to such heights.
I continue to lick and tease her through the aftershocks until she's pushing me away, oversensitive.
"Holy shit," she breathes, her voice wrecked.
I kiss my way back up her body, pausing to pay attention to her nipples once more. When I reach her mouth, she kisses me deeply, tasting herself on my lips.
"Fuck me," she whispers, her eyes dark with desire. "My turn."
She rolls me over, straddling me, her heat pressed against my cock. I groan, gripping her hips as she grinds against me. The feeling of her wetness is intoxicating, and I know I won't last long if she keeps this up.
"Condom?" I grit out, trying to maintain control.
She shakes her head, leaning down to whisper in my ear. "I'm clean and on the pill."
I groan, the thought of being inside her with no barriers driving me wild.
"But first, I want to taste it."
Before I can react, she's kissing her way down my body, her tongue swirling over my abs. When she reaches my cock, she licks the tip, then takes me in her mouth.
"Fuck, Krystal," I groan, threading my fingers through her hair.
Her head bobs up and down, her cheeks hollowing as she sucks me hard. I can feel her tongue swirling over the head, teasing the sensitive spot just beneath it.
"Shit, you're good at that," I breathe, my head dropping back against the pillow.
She hums in response, the vibration sending jolts of pleasure through me. Her hands grip my thighs, holding me in place as she takes me deeper.
I'm close, so close. But I don't want to come yet.
"Stop, Krystal," I pant, tugging on her hair.
She shakes her head, looking up at me through hooded eyes, and I feel my cock tapping the back of her throat.
"Fuck..."