Chapter 24
Travis
Gently, I run my thumb over the outside of her panties, right over her clit.
Above me, she gasps.
I press a soft kiss to her inner thigh while I make slow, soft circles.
I turn my face to her other thigh and give her a kiss there too. Then I pull my thumb away and kiss her outside of her panties.
She whimpers. My dick is instantly hard. It was half-hard the second I pulled her onto my lap, feeling her on top of me. But now I’m fully hard. And all it took was one kiss on her pretty pussy.
I hook my finger over the crotch of her panties and pull them aside. When I see how wet and pink her pussy is, I groan.
I swipe my tongue over her soaking wet slit. When I feel her tremble against my mouth, my cock pulses.
“Travis…” The way she moans my name, all breathy and pleading, sends another surge of arousal straight to my dick.
I want to hear her say my name like that a million more times.
“So fucking sweet,” I mutter before I swipe my tongue again. I focus on her clit.
Softly, I circle my tongue over the swollen pink bud. She cries out, digging her fingers into my hair, pulling hard against my scalp. My eyes roll back at the sweet burn. Oh fuck, do I love that.
I flick my tongue over her clit, keeping the pressure soft and steady. She’s getting louder by the second. She writhes against my face, her movements getting wilder and wilder.
“Fuck, I missed this,” I grit out.
The one time I went down on Anna was bliss. I’ve been thinking about it nonstop ever since then. Fantasizing about it, actually. I’ve lost count of the number of times I’ve jerked off to the memory of burying my face between her legs and running my tongue all over her perfect pussy.
“You did?” she rasps.
“Hell, yes.” I lean back to look at her.
Her hair has come undone and is scattered over the white couch in gold-brown waves.
Her skin is bright pink, and sweat beads at the top of her tits.
I’m aching to pull her dress down so I can see those gorgeous fucking tits… so I can have those in my mouth too…
But I hold back. I don’t want to overwhelm her with how feral I am for her.
So I hold her gaze, relishing the cloudy look in her big doe eyes. I suck on my index finger and middle finger, then slowly slide them inside of her pussy.
Her eyes roll back as her pussy tightens around my fingers. A rough sound rips from my throat as I still, letting her get used to how I feel.
“Oh my god…” she murmurs.
“Does that feel okay?” I ask.
She nods, her gaze half-lidded, almost like she’s drunk.
I lower my face back down and flick my tongue over her clit. She tightens around me even more as she cries out.
I pull away, smiling when she makes a frustrated noise.
She gazes at me, her eyes big and pleading, her chest heaving. I noticed her dress has fallen down a bit.
I must be staring harder than I think because she notices and says, “Like what you see?”
I nod.
A second later, she pushes down the top of her dress. Her tits fall out, and my eyes pop out of their sockets.
“Holy shit, those are pretty.”
I’d feel like a moron for saying that if my brain wasn’t so fried from how fucking sexy Anna looks right now, her legs spread wide, her pussy clenched around my fingers, her cute little tits spilling out of the top of her dress.
She bites back a shy smile. “You mean that?”
“Of course I mean that. Anna, you’re stunning. Beyond beautiful.”
I lean forward and capture her candy-pink nipple in my mouth. I run my tongue all over the hard bud, moaning at how sweet her skin tastes.
“Oh god,” Anna whimpers as she tugs a hand through my hair again.
I move my hand so I’m teasing her clit with my thumb. I move to her other nipple, savoring her sounds. She’s moaning and whimpering, getting louder by the second. She’s on the verge of falling apart, I can tell by how tight she feels around my fingers.
But as much as I like her tits in my mouth, I want to make her come with my mouth. I want to feel her fall apart all over my face.
I pull away, kissing down her stomach, then position my face back between her legs.
I swipe my tongue over her clit, gently, just like she likes it.
“Are you distracted, sweet thing?”
“Yes.”
She’s pulling my hair again, pushing my face harder into her pussy. I’m in heaven.
“Please, Travis. Please make me come…”
I smile against her clit. “I like the sound of you begging for me.”
I swirl my tongue over and over while pumping my fingers inside of her.
Her whole body trembles harder.
“Oh, my god, I’m gonna come!” she cries out.
She grabs for the couch, but with my free hand, I reach up and hold her.
“That’s it, sweet thing. Come all over my face like a good girl.”
Seconds later, she breaks. She thrashes against the couch, grinding her pussy against my face, her fingers tugging through my hair so hard, it feels like she’s going to yank a chunk out.
I growl. I fucking love it. I love seeing this feisty woman fall apart just for me.
Her hand grips mine. I give her a gentle squeeze back. I love feeling the intensity of her pleasure in her whole body, all the way in her fingertips.
When her movements ease, and she starts to come down, I slowly slide my fingers out of her. I dot a line of soft kisses up the inside of her thigh.
I take in the stunning sight of her: eyes dazed, hair scattered over the cushion, her dress bunched up around her middle, her nipples swollen pink, skin flushed, sweat dotting her chest.
So wrecked and so damn pretty.
She blinks a few times, like she’s having trouble seeing. When she looks at me, she flashes the cutest, drunk-looking smile.
I lean forward and kiss her, slow and teasing. Then I pull away and settle my face between her legs again.
She leans up on her elbows. “What are you doing?”
“Having something sweet.”
She grins, but a second later, it fades as she moans.
“I can’t come again. It’s too soon,” she says in a breathy voice.
Two minutes later, she’s coming on my tongue again. And then again a few minutes after that. And one more time after that.
I lose track of the seconds, the minutes. I lose myself completely to eating her perfect pussy.
When she finally shoves my face away, she’s babbling, making incoherent noises.
I can’t help the smug grin that spreads across my face as I lie down next to her. I wrap my arm around her waist, moving her so her back is against my front. I kiss her shoulder.
“How many times did you come?” I ask.
“Four…no, five. Wait, no, six… maybe more?” She’s panting, and her skin is hot. “I’ve never come that many times in a row. Ever.”
I smile against her bare skin. “Interesting.”
She laughs and smacks my hand. “Listen to you. So smug.”
She shakes her head, then leans her face to the side so I can kiss her.
She presses her ass into my dick, which is still hard.
“It’s your turn now,” she says in a sleepy voice.
“No. You need to rest.”
She makes a whiny noise, but then she yawns.
“Rest, Anna.”
She lets out a sweet, happy noise. “Mmm, okay.”
A minute later, I feel her breath deepen and slow when she falls asleep.
I pull her tighter against me, relishing the soft warmth of her body. It’s not long before I fall asleep too.