Page 36 of The Cask

“Mmm… if you were next to me, I would have my hands all over you, Omari.”

“And I would have my mouth all over you.”

My fingers stilled, hovering over my lips as his words rippled through me. “Yes, please.”

“You’d like that?” His voice was husky.

“I’d love that,” I exhaled, gently caressing myself. “Tell me…tell me what you would do.”

“I’d start by kissing your lips. I need to feel them again. Then I’d make my way down your neck. I’d kiss and lick and bite my way to your nipples. You want me to suck them hard or do you need me to be gentle?”

I moved my hands and started kneading my breasts, pinching my nipples hard. My eyes closed fantasizing that it was his hands cupping my breasts.

“Be gentle. They’re so hard they hurt,” I whispered.

“I’ll suck them and give you some relief.”

I let out a shuddering sigh. “Omari.”

“And after I relieve some of that pressure, I’m kissing down your stomach. Will you spread your legs open for me?”

“Yes.” I spread my legs and pinched my nipples.

“That’s good, baby,” he groaned. “Nice and wide for me. So I can kiss your thighs and slowly inch my way closer to your pussy. Can you feel me getting closer?”

“Yes,” I murmured as my hand slipped down my belly and rested between my legs.

“My face is so close that I can feel your heat and I can see how wet you are. I’m still kissing your soft thighs and finally, I slide my tongue over your clit.”

“Yes, Omari…yes,” I moaned as I used my wetness to enhance the sensation of me rubbing my clit.

“I’m licking you, sucking you, tasting you until you come on my lips.”

“Yes,” I panted.

“Are you touching yourself?” His voice was thick with want. “Are you touching your pussy, baby?”

“Yes.”

“Is your finger on your clit?”

“Yes.”

“Move it in a circular motion and imagine that’s my tongue, baby. That’s my tongue all over that pretty pussy.”

“Yesssssssssss,” I moaned, hearing the desire in his voice only heightened the intensity for me.

“I want to taste you so bad, baby. I want to taste every drop. I want to eat you until you come all over my lips. I want you to wet my entire face, Ebony. You want to come all over my face don’t you, baby?”

“All over your face,” I moaned.

He sucked in a sharp breath. “Shit.”

“I’m getting close,” I breathed.

“Come for me.”

“Come with me,” I told him wantonly. “Will you come with me?”

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