Page 33 of One Little Mistake
My bossy girl seems to be having trouble forming sentences, and knowing I’m doing that to her makes me much happier than it should. Giving her other nipple the same treatment, I finally kiss lower until my teeth graze the edge of her panties. She lifts her hips in response to my tongue, but I hold her in place with one hand on her lower belly. As I shift my weight, I notice three small scars on her abdomen.
“Did you have your appendix out or something?” Honestly, I don’t even know where the appendix is, but surely you’d get a similar scar.
“Something like that,” she evades and lifts her hips again.
“Not yet, sweetheart.” I fucking love the groan my teasing elicits.
With my free hand, I cup her through her panties and lose my shit when I feel a hot, damp patch beneath my fingers.
“You’re already wet for me.”
“East—”
Lowering my face, I rub my nose on the inside of her thigh. Inhaling her musk like a starving man, I ease a finger into the band of her thong. With a sharp tug, I pull it away from her body, and I toss them to the floor.
Laying bare before me, Lexi is exquisite, and I waste no more time. I flatten my tongue, running it up her seam, and she groans. Glancing up from my spot between her legs, I find her watching, and it’s the hottest fucking sight. When our eyes meet, she flushes with embarrassment. Grasping the sheets between her fists, Lexi stares at the ceiling.
No fucking way.
“Watch me,” I demand. Lexi’s eyes instantly flicker back to where we’re joined. “Watch me,” I repeat.
Sticking out my tongue, I enter her. I force it as far inside of her as I can, and bury my nose in her pussy. Shaking my head from side to side, I make sure she feels the stubble of my jaw in the most sensitive of places.
A string of incoherent noises escapes Lexi, and I grin. Lifting my mouth until I find her hardened little nub of nerves, I suck it into my mouth like a goddamn Hoover. Adding my tongue to the mix, I flick back and forth at a frantic pace until her body starts to shake.
When I know she’s about to come undone, I insert two fingers deep into her channel and curl them, searching for the magic spot. Then, finding the spongy wall of nerves, I work in tandem with my tongue until she explodes.
“Holy fuck, Easton, I’m-I’m …”
“Come, Lexi. Right now, come all over my face.”
Wave after wave of pleasure wreaks havoc on her body as I consider my next move. She wanted to feel, so instead of waiting for her to come down from her high, I reach down and undo my pants, allowing my cock to spring free.
“Do you still want to feel, Lexi?”
“Yes, God, oh, fuck,” she screams as her orgasm continues.
Hearing her words, I line up the head of my cock at her entrance and slam home. Once I’m buried to the hilt, I pause, allowing her body to adjust to the size of me. Truthfully, I need a moment, too. I’ve had plenty of sex in my life, but nothing has felt like this. I’m almost scared to move. Almost. The connection shocks every inch of my body awake, and I have the distinct feeling that nothing will ever be the same again. But, I am still a guy, and as much as this emotional awakening is freaking me out, the biological need to move finally wins out.
“Are you okay?” I whisper just above Lexi’s lips.
“Yeah, I’m okay.”
“I’m going to move. Are you ready?”
“Please, just fuck me already, Easton.”
Her reaction causes my body to ripple with laughter, and I ease out of her slowly.
“So, so bossy.” I don’t allow her to respond. I ram back into her body with one hard thrust, and her words die on a sexy moan.
Tilting my hips, I grind my pelvic bone into her clit. “Are you feeling now, Lexi?”
“Holy shit. Yes,” she screams loud enough to wake the neighbors.
Good. Suddenly, I like the idea of everyone knowing I’ve claimed her, and I piston into her again and again.
Leaning back, I watch my dick glide into her wet pussy. When I drag it out of her the next time, I reach down and spread her juices covering my cock onto her clit, and she squirms.
