Page 52 of Mr. February

“Read to me, baby. Don’t think. Just lie back and read to me. If you’re not enjoying it, tell me, and we’ll do something else. Let’s give this a try, though, okay?”

With a shaky voice, she read. Wade kept his touches light as she spoke.

“Don’t stop reading, beautiful. Ignore what I’m doing and focus on the book.”

As he admired her, Jenny’s voice fell silent. She held her phone at a lax angle away from her face, but he realized it made it easier for her to watch him.

“Why do you want me to read it?” she asked.

“Two reasons. To give you something to focus on, so you stop worrying so much about whether I’m enjoying myself. News flash—I am. Now start reading.”

Jenny lifted her phone up again and read aloud once more. Wade tuned in to the words. The book was thrilling, but it didn’t hold a candle to the woman spread out before him like a feast.

“Wait, you said there were two reasons. What’s the other reason?” Jenny asked.

“I want to see how long you can keep reading when I do this.”

Wade kept his eyes on Jenny’s as his tongue snaked through her wetness. He gripped her thighs and settled more thoroughly between her legs. The tension in her legs reminded him to go slow, and his hands stroked up her calves to her thighs and her belly.

He placed wet, open-mouthed kisses from her inner thigh to her outer labia. Her initial tension—anxiety, not arousal—faded as she got used to him. Wade sucked gently on her labia and traced the crease of her thigh with his tongue. Jenny’s voice grew thin and reedy, but she could still form words, so there was more work to do.

It was time. Jenny hissed with excitement when he gently flicked her tender bud in circles to warm her up. When heflattened his tongue and swiped it from her base to her clit, though, that’s when her body jerked. He tightened his hold on her thighs and did it again. Jenny’s voice cracked, and he squeezed her legs.

She read on. He settled into a slow, steady rhythm, licking her and driving them both wilder. The tension in her body grew, and her voice faltered. He paused and lifted his head.

“Keep going, baby. Don’t stop.”

She whimpered, but her voice picked up as he returned to his delightful task. His tongue continued its wide, slow passes as her breathing grew more rapid. Next, his tongue circled her swollen clit in small rings. He made an O with his lips and lightly sucked her sensitive nub into his mouth.

Jenny cried out mid-word, and a shudder tore through her. Wade released her clit and then repeated the movement a few times before he moved on to constant suction. The room filled with her progressively louder cries. Wade couldn’t help the moan that escaped him when her fingers gripped his hair as she rode his face.

He could live to be a hundred and never understand how his predecessors fucked things up so much with her, but he was glad. Their bumbling ineptitude and selfish stupidity meant he was the one with his face buried between her legs, her juice on his chin.

He repeated the movement, and she whimpered again. When he focused on her hard, swollen clit, she thrashed her head back and forth and let out a stream of husky whimpers. She tasted every bit as delicious as he imagined, and he happily licked her as she grew increasingly agitated.

As he hoped, she was primed and ready to explode. He sucked on her clit and watched as her eyes squeezed shut. She gripped his hair with one hand and covered her mouth with the other.He licked and sucked her clit some more until her actions registered.

“Baby, do you need to say something?” he asked.

She frantically shook her head, but she didn’t remove her hand.

“You can give me direction if I’m not doing what you need, but you can also be as loud as you want to be. If you’re comfortable removing your hand, you can. But if you’d rather keep it there, that’s okay, too.”

Instead of responding, she tugged his hair again, so he refocused on her pussy. By now, she panted behind her hand and trembled harder. He pointed his tongue and speared her pussy. She enjoyed it, but it clearly wasn’t enough. That was okay; he had more tools in his arsenal. He sucked on his middle finger.

While his tongue laved her sensitive clit, he slowly inserted his finger into her tight, wet heat. Her eyes flew open, and she lifted her head from where it had fallen back against the couch. She watched him as he finger-fucked her and licked her clit. Her hand tightened in his hair as he increased his tempo.

“Oh, God, that’s so good,” she said.

Wade felt like he’d won a victory, especially when the air filled with the sounds of her sexy-as-fuck moans. Holy shit, he might come in his pants if she kept going like that. It’d be messy, but not the end of the world.

“That’s it, baby. Tell me what you like. Does that feel good?”

Jenny moaned instead of answering, and he decided to tease her.

“Oh, should I stop? I don’t want to keep doing something you don’t like.”

He pretended to withdraw his fingers from her soaked pussy. Her eyes flew open, and she leveled him with an intense look.

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