Page 204 of Forever

She kicked it off and then put her bare foot on my chest. “Now fuck me.”

I shook my head.

“Matt!”

“Not until I taste you.” I bunched her skirt up her waist, leaned down, and placed a long stroke along her wetness.

Her hips rose to meet my face and her fingers tangled in my hair to hold me in place. But I wasn’t going anywhere.

I slid my tongue deeper, pressing my nose against her clit.

She moaned.

I knew I’d have her in less than a minute. I knew her body like the back of my hand. I knew everything she liked. Everything she needed.

I swirled my tongue around her and her thighs gripped the sides of my head.

She was always so worried that I’d pull away. But I loved when she finished on my face. I moved my hands to her ass and lifted her up so I could feast on her sweetness.

Each squirm and moan made me know I was close.

Her fingers tightened in my hair.

I moved my mouth to her clit and slid two fingers inside of her. She was so fucking wet for me. So ready to grip my cock. I sucked on her clit as I slowly slid my fingers in and out of her.Come for me, baby. Scream my name, just the way I like.

I lightly bit down on her clit and her pussy started pulsing around my fingers.

I moved my fingers and thrust my tongue back inside of her. I loved the way her coming felt against my tongue. I traced slow circles on her clit with my thumb as her hips rose again.

“Matt,” she moaned exactly the way I liked. Her fingers dug into my back, trying to rip off my shirt.

I just thrust my tongue deeper, lapping up her juices as her first orgasm subsided. Yes, her first. Because I wasn’t going to be able to keep my hands off of her tonight.

I slowly lifted my head and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand. “Delicious.”

She grabbed my tie and pulled my lips to hers. I knew that she could taste her own sweetness on my tongue. And it was so fucking hot that she didn’t care.

She reached down and palmed my erection through my tuxedo pants.

I groaned as my tongue swirled around hers.

Unlike her attempt on my vest, she managed to undo the buttons and zipper on my pants. She pushed them and my boxers down my hips and grabbed my cock.

Fuck.

She guided my tip to her wetness.

She was trying so hard to be fucked right now.

But I wasn’t doing that. I pressed just my tip into her wetness.

Brooklyn groaned in frustration.

“Baby, it’s our wedding night.” I slowly slid in another inch. “Let me cherish you.”

She wrapped her legs around my waist and used the leverage to make me thrust my length into her hard. All the way to the hilt.

I groaned. What was she trying to do to me? “I love you.” I buried my face in the side of her neck, biting down on her flesh, trying my best to keep my pace slow.

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