have to taste you,” he breathed.
Then, before I could worry or doubt or care, his mouth was on me, suckling me hard through my cotton panties. I clapped a hand over my mouth and rocked against him, my knees trembling as I squirmed in his grip. His teeth were on my elastic band then, dragging them down my leg as he held me still, his strong hands gripping me tight. I managed to get one foot out of them before he shoved my thighs apart and pulled me to him, his hands kneading my ass as he lapped at my core.
He moaned softly, almost too softly to hear, but I felt the vibration on my wet folds as he assaulted me, licking back and forth from one end to the other before flicking my clit mercilessly. I wished I could squeal and howl, but instead bit the palm of my hand, tears leaking from my eyes as lighting streaked through me with each nibble, each lave of his skilled tongue on my flesh.
When he dipped his tongue inside of me and groaned, I came apart, shaking in his grip as my pussy pulsed again and again, honey leaking down my thigh and into his eager mouth. He suckled me, drawing each last convulsion from me as I trembled above him, his arms holding me steady so I didn’t collapse.
Then, he let me drop to the floor, guiding me to my knees.
“It was all I could do not to cum just from the sweet taste of you, lass,” he whispered, his breath tickling my ear. I could smell myself on his breath, and my pussy heated all over again at the thought. “Do you think you could finish me off? I’m afraid I won’t last long.”
He ran a hand over the rock-hard bulge in his khakis and bit his lip, moving to stand above me. Without hesit ation, I opened his belt buckle, my small hands slipping inside his waistband, eager to see him again—to smell his scent and taste him, drawing him inside of me. To make him feel even one half as good as he’d just made me feel.
I took out his cock, moaning softly at the feel of him, like silk over steel. The head of his shaft was shining with a drop of pre-cum. I leaned forward and delicately licked it off, then closed my eyes, savoring the musky taste that was all male. All him.
Gavin…
It was his turn to stifle a groan above me, and his hips bucked reflexively into my hands. I stroked him gently at first, then tightened my grip as I leaned forward and took him into my mouth, running my tongue gently over the underside, licking the sensitive ridge beneath. There was a strangled noise above me, and I grinned around him, bobbing my head forward, taking more of him in.
I hummed gently, twisting my hand around his shaft as I drew on him eagerly, running my plump, wet lips up and down his length, teasing him, tormenting him. When my other hand cupped his balls and squeezed, his thigh muscles twitched. I looked up at him as licked and sucked, smiling up at him with my eyes as I saw him close his. His hands were in my hair now, caressing me, his fingers grazing my scalp as I suckled him harder.
I pulled back until only the tip rested between my lips, and swirled my tongue around him. His hands tightened in my hair, and he whispered harshly.
“Aolani… I’m there…”
I knew he was giving me a choice here. To pull back or to take him in, to taste him on my tongue. To me, there was no choice. I needed him inside of me. My body still burned for him, the ache between my legs sweet and intense from the pleasure he’d given me. I wanted all of him that I could get in this stolen moment. All he would give me.
I squeezed his shaft and took him deeper, bobbing my head so he hit the back of my throat. With a strangled cry he tensed, then his cock jumped in my ha nd as he came, hot bursts of his seed pumping into my mouth. I moaned softly around him, swallowing greedily, loving the taste of him, the feel of his warmth flowing into me. I ran my hand up and down his shaft, dragging every last drop out of him before finally letting him go.
He sighed, leaning back, then helped me to my feet.
Then, before I could worry or doubt or care, his mouth was on me, suckling me hard through my cotton panties. I clapped a hand over my mouth and rocked against him, my knees trembling as I squirmed in his grip. His teeth were on my elastic band then, dragging them down my leg as he held me still, his strong hands gripping me tight. I managed to get one foot out of them before he shoved my thighs apart and pulled me to him, his hands kneading my ass as he lapped at my core.
He moaned softly, almost too softly to hear, but I felt the vibration on my wet folds as he assaulted me, licking back and forth from one end to the other before flicking my clit mercilessly. I wished I could squeal and howl, but instead bit the palm of my hand, tears leaking from my eyes as lighting streaked through me with each nibble, each lave of his skilled tongue on my flesh.
When he dipped his tongue inside of me and groaned, I came apart, shaking in his grip as my pussy pulsed again and again, honey leaking down my thigh and into his eager mouth. He suckled me, drawing each last convulsion from me as I trembled above him, his arms holding me steady so I didn’t collapse.
Then, he let me drop to the floor, guiding me to my knees.
“It was all I could do not to cum just from the sweet taste of you, lass,” he whispered, his breath tickling my ear. I could smell myself on his breath, and my pussy heated all over again at the thought. “Do you think you could finish me off? I’m afraid I won’t last long.”
He ran a hand over the rock-hard bulge in his khakis and bit his lip, moving to stand above me. Without hesit ation, I opened his belt buckle, my small hands slipping inside his waistband, eager to see him again—to smell his scent and taste him, drawing him inside of me. To make him feel even one half as good as he’d just made me feel.
I took out his cock, moaning softly at the feel of him, like silk over steel. The head of his shaft was shining with a drop of pre-cum. I leaned forward and delicately licked it off, then closed my eyes, savoring the musky taste that was all male. All him.
Gavin…
It was his turn to stifle a groan above me, and his hips bucked reflexively into my hands. I stroked him gently at first, then tightened my grip as I leaned forward and took him into my mouth, running my tongue gently over the underside, licking the sensitive ridge beneath. There was a strangled noise above me, and I grinned around him, bobbing my head forward, taking more of him in.
I hummed gently, twisting my hand around his shaft as I drew on him eagerly, running my plump, wet lips up and down his length, teasing him, tormenting him. When my other hand cupped his balls and squeezed, his thigh muscles twitched. I looked up at him as licked and sucked, smiling up at him with my eyes as I saw him close his. His hands were in my hair now, caressing me, his fingers grazing my scalp as I suckled him harder.
I pulled back until only the tip rested between my lips, and swirled my tongue around him. His hands tightened in my hair, and he whispered harshly.
“Aolani… I’m there…”
I knew he was giving me a choice here. To pull back or to take him in, to taste him on my tongue. To me, there was no choice. I needed him inside of me. My body still burned for him, the ache between my legs sweet and intense from the pleasure he’d given me. I wanted all of him that I could get in this stolen moment. All he would give me.
I squeezed his shaft and took him deeper, bobbing my head so he hit the back of my throat. With a strangled cry he tensed, then his cock jumped in my ha nd as he came, hot bursts of his seed pumping into my mouth. I moaned softly around him, swallowing greedily, loving the taste of him, the feel of his warmth flowing into me. I ran my hand up and down his shaft, dragging every last drop out of him before finally letting him go.
He sighed, leaning back, then helped me to my feet.
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