Page 46 of Business Casual

“Just like you did it before. It was so fucking good,” I admitted in a mewling tone. “I want you to lick up and down my slit before sticking your tongue in me. God… the way you worked that tongue was magic.”

“Yeah? I could tell you liked it by how hard you came when I was licking that pussy,” he groaned. “Mm, I miss the taste of you. I only had it that one night, but I’ve been craving it. I’m going to lick and suck your clit until you come on my face.”

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

“Are you touching yourself?” His voice was thick with want. “Are you playing with your clit, Imani?”

“Yes.”

“Is your finger nice and wet?”

“Yes.”

“That’s my tongue. That’s my tongue playing with your clit.”

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

“Yeah, that’s it. You’re getting so fucking close, aren’t you, Imani?”

My hips rocked with unbridled lust. “Oh my God, Tre,” I moaned, my fingers moving frantically over my clit.

“Say my name like that again,” he growled before sucking in a sharp breath. “Fuck.”

“Tre. Tre. Tre,” I breathed his name repeatedly.

“Yeah, that’s it. I want you to come for me.”

“I want to come on your dick again,” I told him wantonly. “Please, Tre. Please…”

“Fuck,” he swore.

“Are you stroking it?”

“Yeah.”

“Were you stroking it thinking about your tongue in my pussy?”

“Yeah,” he said in a low groan. “You know how good your pussy is. Just thinking about eating you gets my dick rock hard.”

I was panting.

“You know this isn’t the first time I’ve fantasized about you eating me and then sliding inside me,” I told him, feeling myself approaching the edge. “Feeling your big ass dick stretching me out. I want it… Please give it to me. Please.”

“How bad do you want it?” He groaned.

“So bad. Can you hear how wet I am for you?” I whispered, feeling my body start to take on a mind of its own.

“Yeah, I hear that wet pussy screaming for me.” He groaned. “You want to sit on this dick, don’t you?”

“Yes… yes, Tre. Please fuck me,” I begged. “Please let me ride that dick.”

“I love the way you look bouncing on my dick. And fuck…” He sucked in a rough breath. “The way you feel. Nothing I want more than to feel your tight pussy wrapped around me while you’re coming on this dick.”

“Oh my God,” I called out as my body started to tingle.

“I just want to feel you come while I’m buried inside you.” His breaths were coming in rough bursts that matched mine. “Come on my dick, Imani.”

I could almost feel how good his mouth, his hands, his dick would be and I hit the point of no return. He sounded like he was on edge and that pushed me to my limit.

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