Page 31 of Crash
Peeling her out of her clothes was like unwrapping a present. The more her smooth, tanned skin was exposed, the more his mouth watered. He leaned down and nipped at her inner thigh, earning a shocked gasp from her. He licked the wound and was rewarded with a moan as shedropped her head back. The dress came off quickly after that. He tossed the offending garment over his shoulder and sat back on his heels. He ran an admiring look over her magnificent body.
“You look good enough to eat.”
And eat, he would. He ran his palms over her calves, delighted with her skin beneath his touch. The way her thighs quivered as he got closer to her apex. He teased the edges of her panties and watched as her pussy soaked the lavender material.
“Fuck. You’re so wet for me.”
“Oh, god, I’m sorry.”
Frowning, he tore his gaze away from her tantalizing pussy to find she had covered her face with her hands.
Is she embarrassed?
Abandoning his mission, he reached up to gently pull her hands away from her face.
“Nothing to be sorry for, sunshine.”
She bit her lip. If she didn’t believe him, he’d show her how much the sight of her soaked panties made him.
“Now, hold on to something ‘cause you’re not leaving this bed until I’ve made you come at least three times,” he promised.
“Wh-what?”
He chuckled at her shriek.
Sitting back on his heels, he glided his calloused palms over her abdomen, gliding his rough hands downher thighs. With a firm grip, he pulled her legs until her knees were bent, giving him the perfect view of her wet panties. He scooted backwards until he was kneeling on the floor, dragging her panting body with him as he went.
“Do you have any idea what the sight of your wet pussy does to me? Hmm?”
She shook her head as her fingers gripped his duvet tightly.
“N-no.”
“That’s okay, sunshine. I’ll show you what it does to me.”
With his hands on her knees, he placed one leg over his shoulder and ran the tip of his nose along her inner thigh. By the time he reached her panties, they were completely soaked with her arousal. He tried not to stare, but he couldn’t help but admire the sight. Nothing better than seeing someone so turned on they drenched through layers of cloth.
Leaning in, he rubbed the tip of his nose along the wet cloth and inhaled her sweet scent. Pulling her underwear aside, he flicked out his tongue for a taste.
Fuck. He almost came in his pants when she let out a sharp gasp. She tasted so good.
Burying his face in her pussy, he licked and teased at her slit, coaxing more of her arousal to drench his face and tongue. Her gasps and moans were like music to his ears. A symphony he’d never tire of hearing. When hissearching tongue found her sensitive clit, her hips bucked as if to escape from the onslaught.
Oh, no. She would not get away that easily. He wrapped an arm around her waist and pinned her down while the other hand tugged her panties aside. Looking up from the altar between her legs, he smirked, fully aware his lips were coated with her arousal.
“Uh-uh. You’re going to be a good girl and stay still for me. You hear me?” At her frantic nod, he returned his attention to her needy pussy.
His mouth watered as he leaned in and placed an open-mouthed kiss on her mound. Her groan of protest made him chuckle until her small hands tugged at his hair.
Something snapped inside of him, like a feral beast locked in a cage for too long. He unleashed his hunger, and her pussy took the brunt of the assault. He licked and sucked at her folds. The noises she elicited sounded obscene if he had been a prude.
Thankfully, he was no prude. Each moan of pleasure ratcheted his own, and he hungered for more. He discovered she loved it when he flicked and sucked at her clit while his fingers spread her open. He teased her with his fingertips, circling at her entrance and applying just enough pressure to drive her wild.
“Griffin…p-please.”
“Hmmm. I love the way you beg for me, sunshine.”
He pushed hisfinger into her core, delighted at her gasp of pleasure. He thrusted his finger in and out a few times before slowly adding a second finger. He doubled his efforts on her clit, alternating between licking and sucking. Her thighs threatened to crush his head, but if he died with her taste on his lips, he’d die a happy man.
