Page 78 of Because of Liam

I lick down a trail from her belly button to the edge of her purple panties and when I hover over them, I shift my weight to one side so my hand is free. I trace the unicorn picture on the front. “Is this unicorn for me? Did you buy these panties because they made you think of me?” I say remembering the time she asked me if unicorns jump out of my dick when I come.

“Hmm,” she moans as my finger traces the outline of the unicorn. “I will never tell.”

I kiss her over the design on her panties. “I will also take that as a yes.”

Her hips jerk up.

“I’m going to take these off now. Tell me if you want me to stop.”

She gasps. “Don’t stop.”

I hook my fingers on both sides of her hips. She lifts her bottom and I pull her panties down her long legs, tossing them over my shoulder. Then I pull back and feast my eyes on her naked body.

“You are so beautiful.” She is absolute perfection. Her full breasts more than fill my large hands and her waist is small. I can almost put my hands around it. Round hips and long tanned legs that I will soon have wrapped around my back as I pound into her.

With gentle hands I move her knees. “Open up for me, River.”

She does it with no hesitation and I move in between her legs. I hover over her on my hands and knees and bring my face to hers.

She looks at me. I need to make sure she knows what I’m going to do, and she is okay with it.

“I’m going to taste you now, babe.”

River writhes under me as I kiss my way down her body until I find the place I’m looking for.

I let my chin graze the curve of her thigh where it meets her core. I settle myself between her legs and push them open with my shoulders. Her curls are short and neatly trimmed and I move my nose into them. I inhale her deeply and I’m dizzy with her scent.

“You smell so good.” I inhale her again. I can’t wait a moment longer to taste her.

So, I don’t. I let my lips touch her and drop tiny, gentle kisses over her mound then trace her contours with my tongue.

I’m a greedy bastard because all thoughts of moving slow, of letting her get used to my mouth on her evaporate the moment I get that first taste of her pussy.

“Holy fuck! You taste like heaven.”

My mouth drops to her again and I devour her. My tongue can’t get enough of her taste and I swear I could come just on the taste of her alone. I trace her folds with my tongue and then suck on her clit. She bucks under me and I pull back and gentle my mouth. I’m going out of my mind with need. I wrap my arm under her left thigh and move lower. My tongue finds her wetness and licks at it. She’s moaning and her hands are fisting the sheets as her hips move up to meet my mouth. I tongue fuck her pussy over and over again until her hands come to my hair and pull me even closer into her. I move my free hand between her legs and replace my tongue with a finger while my mouth finds her clit, so I nibble and lick it while my finger moves inside. She is so wet and so hot, I know she’s ready for me, but I won’t move further, not until she comes on my face and fingers. I pull my hand away, then go back in with two fingers and it’s a tight fit. She’s so close I can feel it in the way her body is moving, in the rapid sounds of her breaths. I search for and find that magical spot inside her and press on it while sucking on her clit and then River breaks apart. Her body tenses up and her hips shoot off the bed. I hold on, never stopping what I’m doing.

The sounds coming out of her are the most beautiful I have ever heard. And still I hold on. I’m not stopping or letting go. I can get more out of her and just when her orgasm hits its plateau, I move my fingers and press that spot again while flicking her clit with my tongue and she rolls into another orgasm. Her whole body is spasming and she screams my name. I gentle my fingers and my mouth and let her come down from it. Her body is limp, her eyes are closed, the only movement the rapid rise and fall of her chest. I watch her—she is the most exquisite thing I have ever seen. Like this, completely spent and coming down from her orgasmic high, her face flushed pink and her lips swollen from my kisses. I climb my way back up her and kiss her. She parts for me and my tongue dips inside her mouth. I kiss her, letting her taste herself.

“River?”

“Hmm, yes,” she answers, her eyes still closed.

“Do you taste yourself?”

“I do.”

“You taste lick-a-licious.”

She opens her eyes now, and the gold mingles with the green. “Lick-a-licious? Is that a word?”

“It is now.”

She pulls me to her and kisses me. I brace myself with my arms on either side of her and she brings her legs up and presses her knees to my hips. Her hands reach between us and her palms smooth over my stomach, her fingers tracing the ridges of my six pack. I moan into her mouth. I haven’t given her a chance to touch me yet, I was so intent on having her and touching her. She reaches lower and grasps me, closing her hand around the head of my dick and trying to move up and down on my length, but her arms can’t quite reach me.

She tries to push me up and over, and I know what she wants to do, but I can’t wait any longer to be inside her, I pull her hand away from me.

“Later. Right now, I need to be inside you if you’ll have me.” I make sure her eyes are on mine. “Do you still want me?”

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