Page 108 of Perfect Pairing
Brie turned only to turn the water off. The bubbles nipped at the bottom curves of her tits as she knelt before me, hands on her thighs below the surface, pushing those gorgeous breasts together.
“A goddamn wet dream,” I mumbled as she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, waiting for my cock.
So I fed my girl.
The tip barely touched her tongue before she closed her lipsaround me and sucked, pulling me in deeper. I groaned, my hand finding its way into her hair, guiding her.
“This mouth,” I said, reaching down with my free hand to trace her lips around my shaft. “Almost as good as that pussy.”
Brie pulled off with apop, glancing up at me through her eyelashes. Her cheeks were rosy, eyes bright. “Am I doing okay?”
“You’re doing amazing. Keep going.”
“Can I use my hands?”
“You can use whatever the fuck you want on me. Just keep sucking that cock like a good girl.”
Her chest flushed with my praise as she lifted a hand from the water and gripped my cock at its base, holding me still as she lowered her mouth to me once again.
I dropped my head back as she closed her lips around me, swirling her tongue over my head, like I was a lollipop she was desperate to get to the center of. I gripped the edge of the tub painfully hard to keep myself upright as Brie sucked hard, my orgasm rising to the surface.
“You sure you’ve never done this before?” I asked through gritted teeth.
Brie only hummed around me, bobbing her head both in affirmation and to take me deeper. The little gag she made when my tip branded the back of her throat was the sexiest fucking thing I’d ever heard, and I couldn’t help bucking into her just to hear it again.
“So sexy choking on my cock, honey.”
“Wanna make you come like this,” she said when she popped off, a thin trail of saliva connecting her mouth to my crown. Her hand continued to work me, squeezing tightly, handling merecklessly. I glanced down at her when I heard splashes and found her clearly pleasuring herself as she worked me over.
And that was enough for me.
“My turn,” I told her, slipping back into the water, her delicate hand remaining wrapped around my shaft.
“I think I’m too sore for all this,” she said as she tugged on me, cheeks flushing bright pink with embarrassment.
“How about my fingers, then? I’ll take it easy.”
I wasn’t above pleading, because damnit, I wanted her too. I wanted to take care of her, to make her feel good more than I wanted to seek out my own release.
Brie swung around and rested her back against my chest.
“Just relax, honey,” I said, slipping my palm down over her chest, flicking her nipples before traveling further south, over the taut skin of her abdomen and bare skin at her pubic bone. My fingers slipped between her lips, my middle one circling her clit slowly.
Brie released a breath and sank further into me. I lifted her thighs and spread them, flattening my feet on the bottom of the tub, holding her open for me by pinning her legs to the sides.
I glanced down her body and groaned.
With her skin flushed from the warmth and my touch, droplets of water sluicing down her body, her gorgeous sex just barely above the surface—fuck, I’d never seen anything hotter in my life. And with the imprints of my teeth bruising the delicate skin of her tits? The caveman within me was positively feral.
“Look at you,” I said, once again settling my hand between her thighs, lightly running my finger around her entrance but not dipping in. “You’re so fucking sexy all spread outfor me like this. Now, do me a favor.”
“Anything,” she breathed, her chest already heaving as her pulse kicked up. I could see it in the way the skin thrummed right over her heart.
“Lift your arms and wrap them around my neck.”
She did as I asked, her hands curving around the back of my neck, fingers toying with the hair at my nape. “Now what?”
“Keep them there. I told you I’d take care of you, honey, and I will, but only if you don’t move your arms. Good girls get rewarded, and you’re going to be a good girl, aren’t you?”
