Having Prudence
feel perverted, like he was with someone not old enough. She’d giggled as she played with her nipples bringing his attention to the area of her body that he was so enraptured with. But she’d grown her pubic hair back and kept it trimmed into a neat little triangle right above her sex for him.
    And he’d rewarded her with the best tongue worship a woman could ask for. The man was amazing with his mouth no matter what part of her body he was using it on.
    His middle finger breached her pussy bringing her back to the here and now and the warm blooded man beside her. He lifted his head just as she knew he would, holding her gaze as he pushed his finger fully inside her. He always liked to see her face when he entered her be it with his finger, his tongue, or his cock. It was one of the many things she loved about him.
    She moaned as he rubbed her exactly how she liked, pressing her hips into the curve of his hand.
    He moaned with her. “God, Pru, you’re always so hot and tight,” he groaned with the pleasure she could see in his eyes. “I’ll never get enough of you,” he vowed and she felt the surety in his voice. It was the same for her.
    “I need you,” she moaned to him. It had been almost a week since she had seen him alone like this and it was killing her to wait for him.
    He just grinned at her. “I hope you’ll always need me,” he whispered and bent to finally give her that kiss she’d been hungering for.
    His lips were soft yet firm, dry and warm, his breath washing over her with the scent of the peppermints he was always sucking on. His tongue stroked over her bottom lip several times before finally slipping inside to rub along hers. His finger still rubbed and stroked mimicking the motions of his tongue and she felt the tug towards orgasm wash beneath her skin. He must have felt it too for he pulled back and grinned down at her.
    “You’re always so eager for my touch, your body so receptive,” he whispered with a smile.
    “I love you,” was her only response. Those words were all she ever said when he commented on her response. She loved him and that made her perfectly comfortable with anything he wanted to do or try with her.
    “I love you, too,” he whispered and with one more breathtaking kiss he was sliding down her body, his lips painting a trail from her mouth to her stomach. His hands made quick work of her pants and panties and then she was naked to his view.
    He ran his tongue through her tight curls and she shuddered as his breath blew across her rigid clit. His finger, still deep within her, began a slow in and out glide as his tongue worked along the lips of her pussy. He licked and sucked at her flesh, one finger became two and she was so close to orgasm that she was ready to scream. Her hips arced up towards his face, her hands went to her nipples and pulled and tugged on them as she felt her orgasm building.
    His eyes rose to hers. She felt the gaze before she locked her eyes with his. With a wicked grin he pumped his fingers hard and fast and still holding her gaze, wrapped those torturous lips around her clit and sucked while flicking the swollen bud with his tongue. She exploded with a muffled cry pressing into him as she rode wave after wave of pleasure. He kept her there, not allowing her to come down from her orgasm. He sucked and flicked and when she thought she couldn’t take any more, he nipped her clit with his teeth sending her even higher.
    Stars exploded behind her eyelids. Her hands fisted in his hair both tugging him away and holding him close as the sensations exploded inside her. He knew her body better than she did and played it better than he did anything else. He eased her down, giving her the time to focus her eyes and regain control of her lungs while he sat up and made quick work of his jeans, boxer briefs and boots.
    When he was as naked as she was, he came back to his knees over her. His perfect cock bobbed out just begging for Pru’s touch. She used

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