GRADY
Holy shit.
I squeeze my eyes shut as an intense flash of something fucking awesome travels right through me. Her lips, her tongue, her…
The moan coming out of me is guttural and hoarse.
I pop my eyes open, willing myself to say what I’m supposed to:We shouldn’t.I’m not supposed to do this with you.
But her pussy is right there, just above my face. Her knees are planted on either side of my head while her mouth works some kind of magic on my cock.
I have to tell her to stop. I really fucking have to, but… I’m too weak.
She feels so good, I can’t even think straight.
Her tongue runs from the base of my dick back to my tip, and then she wraps her lips around me again and starts sucking. Stars scatter my vision and I groan, loving every second of this when I should be hating it.
I should be scrambling away, begging her to give me some space. But I can’t.
I’m pretty sure my chest will cave in and I’ll cease to exist if I pull my cock out of her mouth.
I haven’t had anyone touch me since Teah. It’s been months of drought, and I’ve been handling it, but this… this is too good.
I’m a selfish bastard, and I risk Wily’s wrath if he ever finds out, but I cannot get off this train. I don’t care if it takes me off a fucking cliff right now, I want to ride this until the end of the line.
Closing my eyes, I groan again, unable to contain myself as she sucks and licks, driving my nerves into a frenzy.
So good. So fucking good!
She whimpers, and my eyes open at the sound of appreciation. And there’s her sweet pussy again. I can’t help gazing up at it, open and exposed just above me. She obviously takes care to trim and keep things tidy down there. The crop of hair is shaped and short, barely covering her opening. The folds have a tempting sheen to them, and shit… she’s wet for me.
I want to taste her.
Ineedto taste her.
And that’s when my lips take over. They press into her inner thigh. It’s so soft and silky. Skimming my fingers up either side of her leg, I round my hands over her perfect ass and give it a gentle squeeze as my lips travel north. My tongue peeks out, whispering a trail that makes her legs quiver as I work my way up to that sweet oasis. It’s gleaming above me, begging for a taste, and I give in to every desire pulsing through me.
My tongue hits her clit, splaying across her sweet spot and eliciting a lengthy moan from her. I take that as permission to keep going and stroke another path from her clit to her opening.
Her mouth pops off my dick, and she lets out a breathy “Yeeees.”
I smile, continuing to massage her with my tongue while she goes back to scattering stars with hers.
It’s a heady rush. I’ve never sixty-nined in my life, and I’m wondering why the hell I haven’t, because this is fucking awesome!
She tastes amazing, and the way her legs are trembling at my touch makes me even harder than I was before.
Her mouth is working me over with these piston movements that are gonna make me come, and I should probably start hunting out some tissues or?—
Are you fucking kidding me?
Stop thinking and just pleasure her!
If I spurt all over this tent, we can clean it up later. Right now, I want to make sure she feels as good as I do.
Flicking my tongue down her center line, I squeeze her ass before moving my arm so I can slip a finger inside her.
She groans—a husky, sexy sound, her mouth slipping off me as I work her G-spot. She pumps me with her hand, giving me a slight reprieve from that sensation of wanting to explode in her mouth. I use the break to concentrate fully on her and play with her clit until she’s mewling against my dick.