Page 32 of Perfect Pairing
“Good girl.”
Refocusing my attention between her thighs, I once again brushed my fingers through her arousal, coating them. Her pink tongue dipped out and traced her bottom lip as I brought my hand to my mouth and licked them clean, groaning at her flavor as it coated my taste buds.
“Mm,” I hummed. “As sweet as I thought you’d be.”
“Ezra,” Brie breathed. “It’s not nice to play with your food.”
The comment forced a bark of laughter from me, but I sobered quickly. “Be careful what you wish for, gorgeous,” I said before diving in.
Using two fingers, I spread her lips wide and dragged my flattened tongue from entrance to clit, tracing a path around her bundle of nerves before repeating the process, up and down. Glancing up through my lashes, I could see Brie’s eyes were heavily lidded as she struggled to keep them open, to keep watching me.
“Fuck,” I groaned. “Your pussy is my new favorite meal.”
“Ez.”
That single syllable spoken in her desire-laced tone snapped the final tether on my restraint, and I greedily returned mymouth to her sex. I alternated fluttering flicks of my tongue against her clit with long, slow drags. One of her hands came to my hair, digging in and grabbing a handful, the sharp sting at the roots showing me just how much she liked what I was doing.
Wanting to feel her walls clamp around me, I shoved a finger inside her pussy, and she rewarded me with a sharp cry of my name.
God, this girl. Her sounds. Her taste. The eager way her hips rocked to meet every one of my licks.
“You have no idea how sexy you are,” I said, pulling my mouth from her flesh to watch my finger pump in and out of her. “And you’re so tight. I bet you’d feel like heaven around my cock, wouldn’t you, honey?”
“I think we should find out.”
I let out a dark laugh. “Not today, my needy girl. Today, you get my hands and my mouth.” I punctuated the statement by adding a second finger, and she hissed around the stretch, walls clenching me tighter, but she quickly relaxed. “Fuck, Brie. I knew I’d be eating today, but I didn’t think I’d be eating this good.”
The oven timer chose that moment to go off, and I pulled away enough to glance between it and her.
“Don’t stop,” she begged, giving up watching to drop her entire torso back on the counter. A hand came up to cup her breast through the material of her sweater, plucking at her nipples, and I groaned. “I’ll die if you stop.”
“Never,” I promised, the incessant beeping drowned by Brie’s sounds as I curled my fingers, massaging that special spot that had her thighs quaking. “Fucking hell, I could lose myself in this cunt all day, every day.”
“You eat my pussy so well, Ez,” she said breathlessly. “Your tongue…feels like…heaven.”
“Nah, honey. This pussy is heaven. Now hold on.”
The easiest thing for Brie to grab happened to be my hair, and I wasn’t mad when she gripped a handful and forced my face back into her sex.
I was done with the teasing licks and slow rocking of my fingers. I picked up the pace on both, pumping my hand in and out like I’d do with my cock, faster and faster as her moans of pleasure increased in frequency and volume. We were entirely alone here, the winery cocooned in the snow and surrounded on all sides by endless acres of the vineyard. I loved that she was loud, that she wasn’t holding back from me, that she trusted me enough to give herself wholly to me in the moment.
And I rewarded that bravery. When her walls clamped tightly around my fingers and her thighs were shaking uncontrollably, I sealed my mouth around her clit and sucked it deep into my mouth, rapidly fluttering my tongue over its silkiness.
Brie detonated with a scream, my name echoing around the kitchen as she spasmed atop the counter. My pace slowed as I worked her through it, loving how her walls pulsed against my fingers, how her release coated my palm.
When the aftershocks ceased, I withdrew my hand and licked myself clean, not wanting to waste a single drop of her honey.
“Fuck, that was hot,” I grinned as I stood, bending over her. “How do you feel?”
A blissed-out smile decorated her lips, and she reached out to pull me close, our mouths coming together in a wet, sloppy kiss that did nothing to quell the blood rushing to my cock.
“That was the best orgasm I’ve ever had.”
I winked. “There’s more where that came from.”
Her chest still rose and fell rapidly, and her face relaxed as sheclosed her eyes.
“For real, though… Are you okay?” I asked.
