Page 51 of Sweet Disaster
I can’t see it, the touch – it’s tentative at first – but it nearly has me shooting down her throat instantaneously. Her hand slides between my legs, lightly skimming the underside of my balls, leaving a wet trail as she goes. And then a finger gently prods at my hole.
My eyes widen in surprise because no one –not anyone– has ever touched me there. I tip my head to see her bright blue eyes sparkling mischievously, looking for my consent.
My response is a bit slow, considering all the blood from my brain is down in my dick, but I nod my head in lethargic approval. I’m game if she is.
Her wet finger swirls around, rimming around the puckered exterior, as she sucks me deep. And then BAM. I feel her push inside and I let go both figuratively and literally.
I come so hard, and for so long, I lose all sense of time and space. All I feel is the constricting of her throat muscles as she swallows everything I give her and the slight pinch of erotic pleasure her finger provides.
When my breathing returns to normal, I open my eyes to see Kady sitting in front of me wearing a wide grin that embodies smugness.
“You’re looking pretty proud of yourself, Kitty.”
She lets out an honest-to-God purr.
That’s when I tackle her to the floor, covering her naked body with mine.
As we lay there together, laughing and kissing, my body renewing to a fevered pitch, I realize that this is the most fun and intimacy I’ve ever shared with a woman.
And I don’t want it to end.
