Page 15 of Here With Me
“Fisher, that’s so...holy shit.” Erratic breathing and moaning are all that follow my words as my ability to speak vanishes.
He works my pussy with his fingers, tongue, and mouth like an expert painter creating another masterpiece. His attention and ability to have me wanting to crumple to my knees is like nothing I’ve experienced before.
“Fuck, I’m close.”
He lifts my leg higher, nearly making my unbalanced ass fall, but his hold on me is tight and secure. Fisher controls every inch of my body while bursts of pleasure shoot down my spine.
“Count the seconds, baby.” The rough edge of his voice has me melting into a puddle.
“One, two, three...” My eyes roll to the back of my head, unable to continue. “Four, five.”
As I teeter toward the edge, nearly falling right off the cliff, Fisher pulls back and releases my clit.
A strangled whine escapes my throat I hadn’t meant for him to hear, but Fisher smirks up at me as if he’s impressed.
“I can’t fuckin’ get enough. You taste so sweet.”
“Then why’d ya stop? I was almost there!”
Three more seconds.
“Trust me.” He winks before sinking his fingers back inside me.
My eyes roll to the back of my head as his lips find my clit again, and I feel that intense sensation take hold once more.
“Yes, don’t stop.Please.”
“Six.” The intense buildup nearly takes over all my senses. I brace for impact just as Fisher pulls away again.
“No!” I nearly cry at the loss. “Stop doin’ that!”
His nose brushes along my bare thigh, and his scruffy chin scratches my skin. “Almost, sweetheart.”
“Stop teasin’ me,” I say, remembering his earlier words. He warned me I’d be begging for it and that I’d be ready to die by the time he lets me come. “If I have to do it myself because you’re incompetent, then I will.”
“You put your fingers anywhere near your pussy, I’ll tie your wrists back and leave ya in here.”
“You wouldn’t dare.”
“I said I wouldn’tmurderyou. Never said I wouldn’t leave you orgasm-starved.”
“At that point, just end my misery and strangle me.”
He shakes his head, chuckling with amusement. “Be a good girl, and I’ll give you exactly what ya need.”
Fisher sets my foot down and then stands. “Turn around and brace yourself on the counter. Then widen those legs for me.”
I obey like the desperate sex-starved woman I am. As soon as I’m in position, he drops to his knees and spreads my ass cheeks, exposing me in a way I’d normally feel embarrassed. But with Fisher, I don’t care what he sees or does to me as long as he finally gives me the release I need.
“Please, Fisher,” I say, not in the least bit ashamed to beg.
With my body leaned over as far as I can go, he dives back between my thighs and scratches every sensitive area his mouth touches. I can hardly take it as I focus on the sensations and the movements of his tongue.
“Seven.”
His nose presses into me, adding to the friction.
He moans against my skin as he holds my clit hostage between his lips. Between the sensations of his tongue and the friction of his face rubbing against me, I soar off the cliff and scream as I ride the electric waves that take me to a place I’ve never been before.
