CHAPTER SIXTEEN #4
With hesitation causing my fingers to tremble just a little, I circled them around her slick entrance as I brought my lips over her clit and started to lick circles. It was slippery and soft, and when I pushed two fingers inside of her, she squeezed her muscles around me.
I hedged a quick peek up her body to gauge her reaction, but her eyes were closed and her bottom lip was firmly pinched between her teeth. She bowed her back slightly when I began to work my fingers back and forth, pressing up slightly to feel the anterior ridges inside of her.
“Can you tell me if I’m doing this right?” I asked, removing my mouth from her clit.
“F-faster circles around my clit,” she breathed, her hips rocking to the same rhythm of my fingers. “And m-maybe some sucking on it too.”
I needed the feedback. I needed the guidance. I didn’t want to get this wrong or make the experience unpleasant for her, and besides, I was enjoying this too. I wanted it to be good for both of us.
I did as I was told and worked faster, tighter circles around her slippery clit with my tongue. Her hips started to lift quicker and higher. My fingers moved in and out. I twirled them around her entrance and she gasped and groaned, grinding her butt down hard against the blanket.
“More,” she whimpered. “Oh god.”
I did that again. I plunged my fingers into her pussy, then pulled them out so just the tip remained and gently stroked just the inside inch all while continuing to circle her clit with my tongue.
These compound movements were tricky at first, but I decided to look at them like a challenge.
Something I could improve on and get better at, even as each minute ticked by.
I pulled her clit into my mouth and sucked, loving the way it swelled between my lips and how her pussy gushed across my fingers.
Brazenly, I brought my mouth down lower and lapped at that sweet honey, pushing my tongue inside her.
“Oh god!” Her hips leaped off the blanket, and her fingers made their way into my hair. “Don’t stop.”
Smiling, I continued to feast on her in this way, bringing my fingers up to her clit to rub it.
“I’m … I’m so close.”
I heady thrill raced through me. I hadn’t been at this long at all, and already she was on the verge of orgasm. I hadn’t fucked things up. I was able to pleasure her. I could do this. I wasn’t so locked inside my own head, over-thinking things, and worrying.
In fact, my brain was kind of blissfully blank as I ate Naomi out.
All I thought of was keeping a steady rhythm and listening to her verbal cues to make sure she continued to feel good.
Every other possible thought I could have had vacated my mind.
There wasn’t room for them right now. I was mentally, physically, and emotionally consumed by this woman.
Her fingers gripped my hair, and my cock twitched.
Yes.
“Don’t stop,” she breathed. “Please, don’t stop.”
I had no plans to.
If I could stay down here forever, I would.
More of her arousal filled my mouth, and her clit swelled even more beneath my fingertips.
“Lennox …” Her back arched and her fingers tightened on my hair. I welcomed the pain.
I relished it.
“Yes …”
That’s right, baby. Come in my mouth.
Fuck, this was liberating.
“I’m—” And then she broke. Her body went stiff, her pussy throbbed against my mouth as more and more of her sweet juice filled my mouth. Her clit grew even larger as it pulsed beneath my still moving fingers.
The death grip she had on my hair made my entire scalp burn, and I loved it.
A rush of pleasure and heat filled my lower belly as she continued to climax in my mouth, and before I knew it, I was coming in my pants.
I groaned from the spontaneous rush of ecstasy rocking through my lower body as my cock was pinned uncomfortably beneath me against the hard metal of the truck bed.
But I just let it happen. There was nothing I could do about it now. I had a job to finish, and I took that very seriously. Naomi’s pleasure was my number one concern. My number one focus.
After a moment, her body relaxed, and she slumped into the blankets with a sigh, her fingers releasing my hair.
I gave her pussy one final lick and awkwardly sat back on my heels.
She opened her eyes lazily and smiled at me. “You are really good at that.”
I grinned like a Cheshire cat at her compliment.
Then she narrowed her eyes and cocked her head slightly. “Did you come too?”
Heat infused my cheeks, and I gave a small nod. “Yeah.”
Her gaze widened. “That’s hot.”
My big grin was back, and I climbed deeper into the truck bed and flopped down beside her with a big sigh. “Well, we’ve got a problem now.”
Reaching down to pull a blanket over her naked torso, she rolled onto her side and propped her head on her hand. “Yeah? What’s that?”
“Now that I’ve gotten a taste, I want more. A lot more.”
Excitement filled her eyes, and she smiled. “I think that can be arranged. I’m not always open for business, but for you … I think I can make an exception.”
Laughing, I rolled her onto her back and kissed her soundly, my fingers instinctively navigating their way back between her slick thighs where I brought her to orgasm again, and again, before we finally took a break and had some dinner under the stars.