Page 55 of Final Temptation
“Don’t have to ask me twice, baby.” I started at her neck, kissing my way down to her tits. Laying a gentle peck on the mark I made earlier, I sank a little lower, not missing an opportunity to play with her nipples. My hands slid up from her hips, across her tight stomach, and up to my favorite part of her body. Holding her perfect tits in my hands, I took turns pleasing each one.
I couldn’t take my attention away from her soft flesh. I plucked and pulled each nipple while my tongue trailed down her sun-kissed stomach, making my way to the waistband of the sexiest underwear I’d ever seen.
It isn’t time to tear them off yet.
I toyed with the fabric, pulling it between my teeth, looking up into Sophie’s doe eyes as she watched my every move.
“Myles,” she moaned.
“I’m taking my time with you, Princess.” Every inch of her body deserved to feel good.
“Take your pants off, I need to see you.” Sophie wasn’t one to back away from what she wanted. She always seemed to let me know what she craved, and fuck, was that hot.
Relieving the pressure from my knees, I stood up, undoing the button on my jeans, followed by the zipper. Her gaze roamed over my entire lower body, the anticipation building in her eyes as I slowly kicked off each pant leg. My cock was heavy in the palm of my hand. I stroked it a couple times through my briefs to ease the pain of being hard behind my denim for what seemed like hours.
“Those, too.” She nodded to my underwear.
“Yes, ma’am.” I smirked, watching her lick her lips at the sight of my cock.
“Much better.” She curled her finger, motioning for me to come back to her.
“Now be a good boy and get back on your knees for me.” Her order had me leaking from the tip.
I’d answer any command she had for me.
“You like ordering me around, Princess?” I asked, lowering down to my knees, keeping my eyes on her at all times.
“Especially if it gets me what I want, then yes,” she answered with her ass flat against the glass window.
“No need totell me,baby, you can ask, and I’d never say no to you.” One hand gripped her thigh, as the other played with the lace of her panties. Little whimpers started toescape from her mouth as I moved my finger over the fabric, feeling just how wet she was from the other side.
Feeling greedy, my patience running out, I slid the fabric aside, sitting front row to her cunt glistening back at me. Waiting for me to lick it clean.
Finally.
I’d seen her play with herself. I touched her in the pool. But now? I was right where I wanted to be.
I didn’t waste any time. I only allowed myself a few seconds to take in the sight of her pussy before I covered it with my mouth. Her hands gripped my hair firmly, guiding me exactly where she wanted me.
I laid my tongue flat, giving long, broad licks through the bottom of her slit, all the way up to her clit. With each flick of my tongue over her, she gripped my hair just a little tighter.
That’s the spot.
“You like that?” I asked, my voice vibrating against her center.
“Yes. Oh my God, your tongue ring.” Her voice was strained.
I stayed on her clit, skimming my tongue back and forth before adding two fingers inside her. I was hungry to feel her again, and being outside the pool, this close and personal was a wildly different experience.
Not just for me, but for Sophie as well.
I curved my fingers up, locating that sweet spot that would make her scream. With my mouth still latched onto that bundle of nerves, the cold metal flicking back and forth, it would only be moments before she was calling out my name.
I wanted to hear her scream.
We weren’t in the pool anymore. We may have anaudience of peeping Toms if we happened to be spotted through the window, but they couldn’t hear us.
“Fuck, Myles. It’s never felt this good,” she whined.
