Chapter 22 Beau #2
“I’m thinking I’d like to do that again, only in a bed.”
She shoves me, so I flop onto the mattress, and she crawls over me. “I seem to recall having my mind blown that night. I’d like to blow yours this time.”
Is she saying she wants to give me a blow job?
Fuck, yes. “I’m down for anything you wanna do.
” She sits on my lap and gives me a shy smile.
She might’ve said she wasn’t shy, but I get the impression she’s pushing some boundaries right now.
“Honey, whatever happens here, I want you to be comfortable. You say stop, and we stop. Okay?”
Nodding, she slowly unbuttons her top until she shrugs it off, leaving her in a sheer lace bra that plumps her breasts.
She’s so damn beautiful. I can’t believe she’s in my bed right now. I run my hands up and down her smooth thighs. “Can you put your hair down?” She pulls out the elastic and shakes it out. Long blonde tresses cascade over her shoulders. “Gorgeous.”
She pulls on my shirt, and I take the hint. Sitting up, I reach behind my head and tug it off.
Perched on my stomach, she reaches between her tits and unsnaps her bra. High plump breasts with berry-colored nipples tumble out. I pulse in my jeans at the sight.
Just when I think the show can’t get any better, she stands up right over me and pushes down her skirt, leaving her in some white lace panties. Honey looks like a beautiful mermaid with her hair draped over her breasts. Fuck, she’s perfect.
I stare up at this ethereal creature, wondering what I’ve ever done to deserve this. Because Honey McAllister is way the fuck out of my league.
When she settles back down in my lap, sitting right where I need her, I groan. “You’re killing me.” ’Cause I’m still in my jeans, but I want to do this at her pace.
“In a good way, I hope.” She shifts her hips slowly, dry-humping me. “I don’t think I properly thanked you for catching that rattler in my office or putting out the fire behind my house.”
“This is definitely better than a Hallmark card.”
She giggles and leans forward to kiss me. Unable to resist anymore, I flip her over, needing to touch her. I know she wanted to blow my mind, but we’re already there. She lets me settle in the cradle of her thighs as I lick and suck my way down her tight little body.
Running my nose over her luscious breast, I lave her nipple with my tongue while I squeeze her other tit with my palm.
She moans and writhes beneath me. Through my jeans, I feel her heat.
Desperate to touch her, I rub her through the lace of those little panties.
“Baby, you’re soaked.” Reaching around the fabric, I drag my fingers through her slit.
They come away glistening. I suck her arousal off my fingers, and her eyes heat.
“Fuck, Honey. I’m so hard for you right now. ”
“Show me.” Her breathy plea almost makes me come on the spot.
I jump off the bed to shuck off my jeans. My cock juts up straight to my belly button. I grip myself and spread the precum on my tip.
She shoves her hand in her panties. “Keep doing that.”
“You wanna watch me jerk off?”
She nods. Her fingers are moving quickly, and I can hear her wetness. So fucking hot. Honey McAllister is spread out on my bed like a decadent dish. It’s fucking surreal.
“Take off your panties, Honey.” Swallowing, she complies and looks to me.
“Good girl. Now spread your legs.” As I stand at the end of the bed, I watch, mesmerized, as she follows my directions.
She’s lying there stark naked, tits heaving, with a bare little mound.
I squeeze my dick hard so I don’t come. “Now touch yourself again, baby. Show me how you like it.”
I kneel between her open legs and watch her rub her clit. After a minute, I grab her hand and lick her fingers. “My turn.”
Then I duck down. Carefully, I spread her wide and lick around her opening, lick around her clit, lick everything except that one spot. I laugh when she clutches my hair. “Beau.”
“What, princess? What do you need?”
“Lick my clit and finger-fuck me.”
There’s nothing hotter than a woman who knows what she wants. “With pleasure, baby. Grab your tits.”
Glancing up, I see her grab them and pinch her nipples. I slide a finger in her tight hole, then two. Back and forth with that come-hither motion that makes her toes curl. “Don’t come yet.”
“But I’m so close.”
“Hold off. Can you take three fingers?”
“Try it.” Her knees fall open, and I groan at how fucking hot she looks like this. Slowly, I work that third finger in and then lave her swollen clit as I fuck her with my hand. It only takes a few licks before she screams and shatters beneath me.
Her tight cunt squeezes my fingers in rhythmic pulses. When she’s done, I smile at her blissed-out expression.
I gently remove my hand and grip my aching cock. As much as I wanna fuck her, I like the idea of just doing this for her. And since I know she likes to watch, I lean up and start jerking off.
Like the perfect princess she is, she pushes her breasts together for me, and with a groan, I shoot ropes of hot cum all over her tits.
Part of me thinks I’ve lost my mind. I just came all over Honey McAllister.
The other part of me thinks, Fuck, yeah. Let’s do this again.