Page 42 of Lasso Lovebirds

They swallowed hard as I pushed them back into the blankets, hovering above them as I helped pull the rest of their clothes free. Within a few seconds, they sprawled out naked beneath me, aside from the black boxers they wore.

Their nipples hardened as a cool breeze caressed us. I caught one between my lips, sucking gently as they ground their hips.

“Oh god,” they moaned. “Yes.”

The pretty sounds they made sent bolts of pleasure through me. Sky tugged at my shirt and I leaned back, stripping quickly despite intending to take my time with them.

Sky’s eyes widened as they looked at the outline of my cock in my boxers. “Damn,” they whispered. “We’re gonna have to take this slow.”

“We will,” I promised. “I’m not going anywhere fast, darlin’. We’ve got all night if we want.”

They quirked a brow. “Don’t you have a ranch to run? Sleep seems important . . .”

“Being with you is more important,” I said. “I’ll get plenty of sleep after making you scream loud enough that the stars remember your name.”

Their mouth dropped as I lowered myself between their thighs, pushing them apart. Pulling their boxers free, I was finally rewarded with the beautiful sight of them completely naked beneath the starlight.

I settled down between their legs, holding their gaze as I pressed a gentle kiss to their pussy. Sky bucked their hips, a gasp following.

I pushed their thighs back, rolling my tongue against their clit. The sound of their voice grew louder as I slid two fingers against their entrance, feeling how damn wet they were.

Completely soaked.

“Oh my god,” they groaned. I felt their fingers curl into my hair, giving me a light shove.

I lifted my head, raising a brow. “What's wrong? Am I going too fast?”

“No,” they whimpered. “I just didn't realize how wet I was.”

“You are wet,” I said, licking my lips. “I can't wait to lick it all up. You're not embarrassed about it, are you?”

“A little,” they admitted.

I shook my head. “This is hot as fuck, Sky.”

“I’ve been told I get too wet before, which I know is a silly problem since a lot of people have the opposite issue, but?—”

“Nothing about this is silly or a problem,” I said. “And everything about you is perfect. Now, turn off that pretty head of yours and look up at the skies while I make you come.”

“Fuck,” they mumbled, plopping back down into the blankets.

Time to try this again. This time, I clamped my hand down over their hips, applying the type of pressure that would keep them from squirming too much. Then I lowered my face between their thighs, pressing it against their pussy. I dragged my tongue over their clit, circling it as soft moans floated on the breeze.

I dipped two fingers inside them with ease, working slowly. I wanted them to be drenched by the time I fucked them.

All the things I've been dreaming about doing to them came roaring back. Over the last few days, I’d had so many different fantasies. I'd lost track. One of them was this. Having them splayed out before me, allowing me to feast and pleasure them.

Whether I was in a top space or a bottom space, one thing was consistent—I loved bringing my partner pleasure. Doing whatever I could to make them come was the only thing on my mind.

They took two of my fingers deeper, my tongue still working their clit. I found a good rhythm, one that had them rising. They were strong, too, bucking against my hand that was splayed out over them. I clamped my forearm over them, holding them in place.

“Yes,” they gasped. “Fuck. Fuck, that feels so good, Beau. Please don’t stop.”

I kept up the pace, listening to all the gorgeous sounds they made. The moans and cries growing louder as they abandoned any sort of reservation.

This was what I’d been craving.Needing.

I added a third finger, feeling a wave of shock as they took it. Their fingers curled into my hair, gripping and holding me in place. I continued to circle their clit, their thighs clamping around my head as I fucked them with my mouth and hand.

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