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Ava shakes her head. “I’m sure. It was your directions and the way your body responded. I like it when you tell me what to do.” Then, so quietly I almost don’t hear her, she says, “You’re gorgeous when you come.”
“Let me return the favor, sweetheart. Let me see how pretty you are whenyoucome.”
Chapter 9
Ava
“Oh, no need,”I protest, embarrassed about how wet eating Sky’s pussy made me. I got my taste of my best friend, all right, and I’m already addicted. If I feel her mouth on me, I’m never going to recover. “This was about teaching me how to please someone. I guess I didn’t need as much help as I thought.” I laugh awkwardly.
I already know I’m never going to feel as confident with someone else as I feel with Skylar, though. With her directions, finding out what made her pussy clench and pulse was easy. Our friendship has afforded me years of knowing her body language, and even if I’ve never had to read it inthisway, knowing Sky as well as I do helped me bring her pleasure.
“Ava, lay your ass on the couch and let me make you come,” Sky commands gently, and a shiver runs down my spine at the heat in her eyes and the desperation of her tone.
It’s like she needs this almost as much as I want it.
Who am I to say no to pleasure?
Especially when it’s coming from my dream girl.
I lie back on the couch then realize I’m still wearing pants, so I sit back up.
“No, let me take care of you,” Skylar whispers, gently pushing me back with a hand on my stomach.
Never breaking eye contact, she hooks her fingers in the waistband of my pants and underwear, slowly pulling them off my legs.
Her nails gently scrape my thighs as she pulls off the garments, sending sparks of desire buzzing through my veins.
The touch of her fingertips as she spreads my thighs burns me, and if I weren’t already soaked from eating her out, this would drench me.
Embarrassment for how wet I am heats my skin, and suddenly I’m trying to close my thighs before she can see it.
“Don’t close them on me, sweetheart. Let me see,” she coaxes gently, rubbing soothing circles on the outsides of my thighs with her thumbs.
Hesitantly, I open my legs, and Skylar’s smile is so sweet it makes me feel more confident. When my legs are finally spread enough for her to see how much she’s affected me, she locks her eyes on my pussy and just… stares.
Her hands smooth over the top of my thighs until her thumbs are nestled in the crease where my thigh and pelvis meet.
“Ava, baby…” she breathes, using her thumbs to spread open my pussy lips before her eyes flick up to meet mine. “You’re soaked. Look at this.” She swipes two fingers through the moisture between my legs and holds them up for me to see how obscenely wet they are.
“And your poor clit,” Sky tsks. “It needs some attention, doesn’t it?”
At a total loss for words, I nod.
“Don’t worry, baby. I’ll take good care of you. You’ll tell me if you don’t like something?”
I nod again, and Skylar laughs. “I’m going to need you to make some noise for me.”
Not wasting any time, she leans forward and sucks my clit into her mouth.
I let out a guttural moan, arching into her mouth.
“That’s a good start,” she teases, spreading my pussy and blowing gently. The cool air makes my pussy clench around nothing, and I let out an unbidden whine.
With the skill of someone who’s eaten their fair share of pussy––which I’m trying not to be jealous about right now––Skylar has me on the verge of an orgasm, and she’s barely touched me.
Her tongue splits open my pussy and dips in and out of my entrance before she circles my clit with firm strokes, alternating between the two, but never lingering long enough anywhere for me to get the relief I’m craving.
“Sky, please,” I whimper, squirming on the couch, trying to get closer to her talented mouth.
