Page 32 of The Curve
Her hips lift, prompting me to take more. I pull my hand away and unzip her shorts. Folding back the zipper I see the red see-through triangle with the thin strip of lace covering the Holy Grail. Awesome. Sexy. I peel the shorts down and off. I want to look at it all. Her skin is like porcelain and so fucking smooth.
She rises on her elbows, so we can look at each other’s face. I run my tongue over my lip and wiggle it. She draws in a breath. Now for the panties. My index finger hooks into the edge against her leg and pulls the fabric back exposing her. Fuck me!!! Bare and beautiful. Obviously, God’s finest creation. That’s it. No more fucking around. I rip the panties off, much to her pleasure I think because a squeal leaves her lips. She doesn’t object, instead she smiles.
“I’m gonna eat you till you come in my mouth,” I say.
There’s an expression I can’t read. “What? Don’t you like that?”
“I don’t know. Never experienced it before. And I have no idea what to do.”
Lying back on the bed she covers her face with her hands. Oh my God, she’s serious and a little embarrassed I think. What an idiot that guy must have been. I gently pull her hands away and look into her eyes.
“It’s an honor to be your first, Charlotte. And all you have to do is enjoy.”
I move a thick pillow under her.
“Don’t leave an inch of me untouched.”
Lust looks so good on her as I lift her legs over my shoulders and bury my head between them, my mouth taking in the sweet sensation of being against her. The yoga has paid off. She’s flexible as hell. My hands grasp her round ass that feels like a plump pillow on my chest. The natural scent of her sex is pure, and I could breathe it in forever. Her muscles tense and the sexy sounds coming from the depths of her rise through the trees.
Licking the path from the bottom of her lips to the clit makes her wet. Beautiful.
My tongue stretches into her and I wiggle it. I suck her. Gently. When I move back to the clit, it’s engorged and sticking up for me. Jesus.
“Atticus. Oh God. Atticus.”
I use just the tip to bring her to the edge, and I purposely stop when I feel her begin to come. Bring her to the brink where there’s no other choice but to let go. Here it is…
“Fuuuuck!! I’m coming!”
My tongue lightly taps her clit. Ten fingers squeeze my arms as the orgasm bursts out of her. My body’s shaking with desire. The pull to fuck’s so strong my dick feels like an anvil. I could shape hot steel with it.
