Chapter 49 #2
Pulling back, I search her face. “I’ve never done it before,” I admit.
Sure, I’ve had a few girlfriends over the years, and I’ve done more with the opposite sex than just kiss. I may have had my mouth on her in the hot tub the other night, but that was a completely different scenario.
“You might have to… guide me. Tell me what feels good. Show me what you like.” I gulp past the awkwardness that comes with asking for help. I want to be good for her. I want to be more than good.
“You’re asking me to teach you how to eat pussy?” she teases.
I swat at her ass, then thrust my hips up. “No, pretty girl. I’m asking you to teach me how to eat your pussy. How to make her spasm, pulsate, and purr until you soak me with your pleasure.”
“Fuck me,” Hunter groans, planting her forehead on mine and looking right into my eyes. “I honestly might come from your dirty talk alone,” she tells me, eyes dancing with mirth.
“Nah, I want to use my mouth on you in an entirely new way.”
Keeping an arm banded around her, I stand. Once I’m sure my legs are stable enough to support her, I hoist her over my shoulder.
She laughs and playfully hits at my back. “Where are we going?”
I carry her out of the room. “I’m not about to go down on you for the first time in Greedy’s mom’s library, Daisy.”
She snorts, bouncing on the mattress when I drop her down. “Greedy says it’s my library now.”
I stand to my full height, take off my hat, and pull my shirt off with one hand. As I slip my hat back on, I don’t miss how Hunter’s eyes rake up and down my body appreciatively. “There’s sharing, then there’s disrespect. I’m not crossing that line with him.”
Hunter’s teasing gaze softens just a bit.
“Plus,” I add, lowering myself over top of her. “I want to lay you out and properly take you in before I feast.”
She grins, and together, we make quick work of pulling off all her clothes.
Once she’s bare for me, she lets her knees fall open, revealing the pink, glistening lips of her sex. She runs a hand down her torso, letting the other linger on her chest as she plays with her own nipple.
I’m mesmerized, my attention fixed on her fingertips as she uses them to spread herself open for me.
“You’re so fucking pretty,” I tell her, arousal coursing through my veins and making my cock throb angrily.
Licking my lips, I home in on the spot where she centers her touch. I’m fascinated by the way she strokes herself, capturing her clit between her fingers and pulling gently.
When I tear my focus away, I find her watching me, her pouty lip caught between her teeth and her eyes sparkling with desire.
“Lick me everywhere, but give me more pressure here.” She uses both hands to pull apart her pussy lips, exposing herself to me and pressing softly into her folds.
“Then, if you can get my clit in your mouth and suck—”
Unable to resist any longer, I sink to my knees and pull her hips to the edge of the bed, dipping my head between her thighs.
Using my tongue and my teeth, I nip along the inside of her thighs.
When I finally reach my target, I falter, but just for a second.
Her breath hitches, and her leg muscles tense where they’re propped over my shoulders.
Reverently, I whisper, “I’m going to lick you now, pretty girl. And I’m not going to stop until you soak my tongue with your juices.”
As I approach her center, her body trembles subtly. With a slow swirl of my tongue around her folds, I savor the taste, committing her unique flavor to memory.
Daisy’s breath hitches. Then, as I connect my tongue to her cunt, she lets out a soft cry.
I lick and suckle, savoring the tanginess of her flavor and devouring her every moan.
Arousal rises through my limbs in waves as she knocks the hat from my head and grasps my hair to guide me.
Fuck, her responsiveness sends me soaring.
Knowing I’m the one making her buck her hips and moan in pleasure is a high I’ve never experienced.
“So good, so fucking good.” Her praise transforms into a whine, and her thighs clasp around my head like she can’t control herself.
Soft gasps crescendo into ragged pants. She bucks her hips wildly, driving her pelvis higher and higher until she’s practically fucking my face.
“That’s it, pretty girl,” I rasp, my voice thick with desire. “Let me have that cum.”
Locking my arms around her thighs, I pull her as tightly to my face as I can. Then I close my mouth around her clit and mound.
Sucking hard, I pull up, driving her body into my mouth as I flick my tongue over her pleasure point.
“Levi!” My name is a ragged scream.
Without letting up, I eye her, searching for cues. She’s pinching both her nipples, her head thrown back in ecstasy. I take that as a sign to continue what I’m doing.
“I’m coming,” she announces on the next breath.
Her hips rock in time with the orgasm as moisture coats my tongue and lips and even drips down my fucking neck.
“Thatta girl,” I praise, lapping at her cunt as I keep gently sucking.
When her body finally stops convulsing, I pull back, grinning.
I run the back of my hand along my chin, then spread her wide and really take her in.
Eyes closed and wearing a blissful smile, she absentmindedly strokes her fingertips over her breasts and down her midsection. Her pussy’s all red and engorged with arousal, thoroughly eaten and fully sated.
I feel like a goddamn champion.
I also have the urge to go back in for another taste.
“I fucking love eating you out.” I press a quick kiss to her clit.
With a squeal, she pulls away from me. “Too sensitive!”
Grinning ruefully, I grab her legs and force her to stretch back out for me.
“Let me see you, pretty girl. I’ll be good.
” I plant soft kisses along her legs, then on her lower belly, before traveling higher.
My lips savor every inch of skin. I need to make sure she fucking knows how I feel about her.
This isn’t infatuation. This isn’t just sexual attraction.
This woman is the epitome of everything I want and need. I want to spend every day for the rest of my life making sure she knows it.
When I reach her mouth, I peck her softly on the lips. “How did I do?”
“Don’t tell the others,” she deadpans, “but I think you’re a pussy-eating prodigy.”
“Yes!” I give my fist a pump, then dive back down to kiss her neck until she’s laughing in my arms. “The others are gonna have to get over it. I’m telling them, and I’m putting it on a T-shirt.”
“Don’t you dare!” she squeals as I tickle her sides.
Pussy-eating prodigy. Maybe I could turn that into a full-time job. Hell, I’d work for free if it meant satisfying this woman every day and hearing her scream my name when she comes. Suddenly, my future doesn’t look so bleak after all.