Page 25 of Directing You
“Oh my God,” she cried, and her knees tightened around my body as her pussy clamped around my finger, spasming. I devoured her orgasm, drinking it in and relishing in her pure, undiluted pleasure. Glancing up, I watched her face as she came, her tight expression relaxing as the pulses within her body slowed and her leg muscles relaxed, completely satiated. It was a gorgeous sight, and when she blinked her eyes open, they landed on mine, wet and full of wonder.
I withdrew my finger, bringing it to my lips and sucking it clean. “Fuck, you taste amazing, Hazel,” I said.
She panted heavily, her brows drawing together as she continued staring at me. “That’s never happened to me before,” she said, regarding me carefully.
I tilted my head. She had to be joking. “No one’s ever gone down on you?”
“No, of course they have,” she said. “That’s not what I meant. But it’s never made mecomebefore.”
How was that even possible? She was so responsive. Everything I needed to know to make her come was written in her moans and her little movements. And yet…I couldn’t ignore the small thrill I got from knowingIwas her first.
Whatever hope I’d had for self-control shattered with her admission. I wanted her. I wanted her badly. Something deep inside told me that desire wasn’t going to subside after our one weekend. But hell, I was willing to try.
