Page 123 of Sinful as They Come
“Are you sure you wanna do this?” I whispered. “We don’t have to do anything tonight. Promise I won’t be mad.”
“I want you.” She wrapped her arms around my shoulders. “I want you so bad. Please. I can’t stop thinking about it…”
I hissed, my hands landing on her waist. “Okay, baby, okay. How about we start by taking this off?” My fingers tugged at the hem of her cheer top.
She nodded at me, and I slowly unzipped the side of the red and white shirt. I lifted it up slowly, noting just how quickly Holly’s cheeks went pink when it was off.
“Can I keep going?” I asked.
“Mhm.”
Moving carefully, I reached behind her, unclasping her black bra and letting it hit the floor. I was greeted with the sight of Holly’s perfect tits. They were big and round and perky, and I couldn’t help myself when I reached up and cupped them both in my hands. Her nipples were a pretty sun-kissed color and my lips quickly wrapped around one of them with a groan. I sucked and sucked on her hard nipple before lapping at the other one.
“You’re so pretty, sweetheart,” I said, mumbling against her breasts. “From top to bottom. Perfect tits, perfect pussy, perfect ass.” My hands reached up under her pleated skirt, cupping her cheeks with eager hands.
“Sawyer,” she whined, raking her hands through my hair.
“Go lay down on the bed for me.”
She did as I said, getting settled on her back. With bright red cheeks she bit at her bottom lip as I pushed my leather jacket off. My T-shirt came next. The room was suddenly much, much hotter as I climbed on top of her. I kissed Holly nice and slow before kneeling in between her legs.
“Want me to take your little skirt off, princess?” I asked lowly.
“Uh-huh.”
I smiled at her and got to work pulling the side zip down. Then I slowly pushed the bright red material right down her legs. Not able to hold back a moan, I looked down at Holly in nothing but a pair of white panties. My head tilted, taking in the sight of her.
“How are you so perfect?” I mumbled, completely in awe of her. “Can I take your panties off, sweetheart? Hm? Can I see that pretty, little pussy again? I’ve been dreaming about it ever since the other night…”
She nodded eagerly. “Yeah.”
My fingers tucked into the elastic and I slowly pulled the white material down, making sure to be careful with my girl.My girl. She was all mine. And I was about to make it official.
My cock twitched as I looked down at her sweet, bare pussy. Her lips were glistening, the soft skin shiny. I wanted to taste her so bad.
“Sawyer?” She broke the silence, her voice barely a whisper.
I looked back up at her, giving her a small smile. “Sorry, princess. Couldn’t help but stare for a second.”
“I like how you look at me. Makes me feel good…”
“Yeah?” I chuckled. “Looking at you makes me feel good too. Especially when I’m looking at that pretty pussy. I gotta kiss it, though. Can I kiss your pussy, baby?”
Holly nodded, biting at her thumb. My hands stayed on her tanned thighs, keeping her legs spread for me as I leaned in close and gave her pussy a long lick. Instantly I was met with her sweet taste. Holly whined as I lapped at her, paying extra attention to her clit. I sucked the bud into my mouth, groaning as I felt Holly shuddering. She was dripping against my lips as I took care of her clit, her hands pulling at my hair.
My hands stayed on her thighs as I wrapped my lips around the little bud. There was nothing better than making Holly whine and whimper for me. My cock was aching as I sucked at her, her sweet pussy dripping for me, her taste so good on my tongue and lips. I needed that forever. For the rest of my life.
My eyes stayed locked on Holly, needing to see it all. Every part of her. The parts I never thought I’d see, butfuckwas I thankful that things had changed. My lips tightened around her, keeping them right on her clit, so hell bent on making my girl scream for me.
God, she tasted so good. She tasted likeheaven. I sucked and sucked, not stopping until she was writhing for me, not stopping until she came for me right then and there.
“Sawyer!” she cried out, her back arching.
Jesus Christ, I couldn’t get enough of her saying my name like that. Giving her pussy a quick lick, I got on my knees so I could look down at her. My girl was panting for me, her sweet pussy all wet. My cock was aching for her. To feel her, to take her, to make her mine.
But was Holly ready?
“Are you sure you’re ready for me?” I made sure to stare right into her eyes when I asked the question – just in case there was any bit of hesitationthere on her face. I knew how much Carter pushed her. How he treated her. Sex was nothing but a game for him. But for Holly? It was special for her. It was important. And I didn’t want to drag her into something she wasn’t ready for yet. “We can stop if you want. We can just keep on kissing. You know how much I like kissing you.”
