Page 29 of Rich Girl
The smell of her is intoxicating, making me want to eat her out all night long. I start with one long lick. Her unique flavor explodes on my tastebuds, and I thank my lucky stars that I didn’t leave earlier when I wanted to.
While still holding her in position, with my mouth hovering over her wet lips, I bring my eyes to her face.
“You taste better.”
NINE
I have neverin my life been as turned on as I am when Ray throws me on the bed. I wish I could say that I anticipated his next move, but when he picks me up by the legs and lifts me to his mouth, I about die.
I try to grab on to something, anything, but it’s hard from the position I’m in with my torso sort of dangling off the bed while my shoulders, neck and head are pushing against the mattress.
He stares at my most private area, and I feel the juices running down. I am close to coming just from his eyes on me. My breathing gets heavier, and I close my eyes for just a fraction of a second. I feel his tongue touching me, then licking from the back to the front, applying just enough pressure as it goes.
I lick my lips when he pulls his face back and I see it glistening with all he gathered off me.
“You taste better,” he grumbles, making me whimper.
He drops his face back in between my legs, and my mind goes completely blank. I can’t see what’s right in front of me. I can’t think. All I can do is feel. He laps at my opening in gentle licks, making his way up to my clit. His lips wrap around it, pulling it into a hard suck before his teeth nip at it gently.
“Oh my God,” I scream into the otherwise quiet room.
There is so much pressure building inside of me, I am about to explode. Just as I want to let go, everything stops. Without a warning, Ray lowers me back to the mattress, staring at me as he is on his knees in between my legs. The only consolation I have is that his breathing is as labored as my own.
“Why did you stop?” I whisper, wishing that my voice came out stronger. I’ve never begged a guy to make me come, but I’d love for Ray to be my first.
He stares at me with such intensity, I’m not sure how to react. He drops on all fours, hovering above me, making me wish I was strong enough to tease him mercilessly. But as far as strong wills go, I have a feeling that I’d always lose if I were to fight him.
“Making you come like that would be too easy.” I am startled when he grins at me.
I realize that I bit more than I could chew with him. My expectations were high while at the same time, he didn’t have anything I hadn’t seen before. He is strong and fit, and his cock is a work of art. But in the circles I move, everyone has access to the most beautiful people. We use them just like they use us.
Being with Ray Parker is different though.Heis different. For a split second, I have a feeling that he knows I’m lying to him about everything, and that he’s just playing with me. I push the thought out of my head because I don’t want to be disappointed.
“How do you want to make me come?” I ask him when he doesn’t say or do anything else.
Instead of responding, he touches his lips to mine. The kiss starts slow, but there’s tension building inside of me just from his tongue thrusting into my mouth like I imagine his hips would.
Earlier, when I took the lead and kissed him, it was good. But this right now proves to me that he only allowed for me to think I had all the control. He wanted to see how far I was willing to take it.
Now, as he kisses me senseless, with his hands resting on each side of me, I want to wrap my legs around his hips and pull his weight down on top of me. But his parted knees keep my legs spread out, preventing me from doing anything.
Just when I don’t know how much more I can take, he releases my mouth. His lips drag down my cheek and then my throat when I push my head back into the pillow to give him more access.
He places soft kisses on my jaw and right underneath my ear, causing me to break out into goosebumps from head to toe. I want to feel his skin on mine, so I push my chest out, but he is too far for me to make any contact.
“Please,” I say the word I never said to a man before. Not in bed at least.
As if taking pity on me, Ray brings one hand up while still supporting himself on his other arm. He touches right above my nipple with the rough pads of his fingers, making it pucker even more than before.
I feel like I am about to jump out of my skin from how good this feels. The roughness of his touch is an aphrodisiac that I don’t want to ever get sick of.
When he finally pushes himself back, then lower, hovering with his open mouth over my breast, it takes everything in me not to push myself off the bed and shove my nipple through his luscious lips.
My arms are stretched over my head, fingers pushing into the soft headboard as I try to center myself and not lose it altogether.
“Yes!”
I can’t help the gasp of pleasure that’s being ripped from the back of my throat when he finally sucks my nipple into his mouth. He works it like a pro, never giving me the chance to recover before he moves to the other one.
