Page 138 of Reckless Storm
“Youwantit?” I stare at her deadpan, gently caressing her entrance before gliding my fingers over her ass, circling back as her legs clench.
“I need it, Reed.Now.”
“Now?”
“Please.” Her desperate voice makes my cock pulse and I immediately give in, burying my face between her legs. And the first taste is more delicious than I ever could have imagined. Better than the taste of her on my fingers.
I bite down on her clit, sucking the bud into my mouth, soothing it with my tongue. Hayley’s hips jolt as her body flies off the counter, her pussy rolling against my mouth.
With my free hand, I push her back down, holding her still as I lavish her heat with attention, working her into a frenzy. She bucks and shakes, her breaths ragged as I feast, and just when I think she’s going to snap, I sink two fingers inside her, sucking her clit while I slowly add a third. “Reed,” she cries out as her body shakes.
“Is that good, Baby? Do you like my fingers filling your hole?”
“Yes. God. Yes.”
“Do you need more?”
“More?”
“Another finger.”
“Oh, God. I don’t think—”
“You can take it, Baby. Breathe.” She’s so tight, I struggle not to think about what it’ll feel like when she takes my cock. How her pussy will strangle me. How—
Dammit. I groan out loud as I insert another finger, stretching her pussy as I pump harder.
With my thumb massaging her clit, I scissor my fingers and kiss a path across her stomach, making my way up to her breasts, sucking her nipples before making my way back down.
“Oh, fuck. That feels… God, Reed.” Her body tenses as her walls tighten around me, exactly how I imagine she’d tighten around my cock. My length throbs and I stifle a growl from deep in the back of my throat.
“You’re so fucking tight, Baby,” I rasp, getting my head back in the moment.
“I told you,” she rushes out. “It’s been a while. And never like this.”
“Never?”
“Never.”
“Sounds like you’ve been with the wrong men.”
“Yes.”
“Does this feel good?” I stare into her eyes as I thrust my fingers, and her head falls back as she moans.
“So good. God. So fucking good.”
The more I work her, the more she squirms beneath me, soaking my fingers, making me want to taste her again. So I do. Replacing my fingers with my mouth, I flatten my tongue against her slick heat, circling her back entrance with my thumb. She bucks her hips again, rolling her pussy against my face and I groan.
“That’s it, Hayls. Fuck my face. I need it. Let me feel how much you want me.”
“Oh, God.”
She does as I ask, moaning and gasping as she rocks against me, giving me everything she’s got, her body trembling as her release builds.
“I’m close. I’m—”
“What do you need? Tell me, Hayls, and it’s yours.”
