93. Sterling
Chapter 93
Sterling
Courtney clutches at the flannel covering my shoulders, holding onto me to keep her balance on the edge of the hot tub.
When my knees connect with the hard deck, I shuffle forward and push her thighs wider apart.
Then, with my eyes locked on hers, I lean forward and place my open mouth over her pussy. Licking the length of her seam.
Her fingers twist in my shirt as her mouth drops open in a silent cry.
I smile against her.
I can taste the chlorine from the hot tub, but I can taste her too. Her slickness has soaked through her wet panties.
I lick again.
Her breaths are loud in the night.
Pressing my nose against her mound, I close my eyes and inhale.
I recognize the scent from the panties I stole.
I inhale again.
Heaven.
I sit back and pull the fabric covering her pussy to the side, exposing her to me.
“Sterling.” She gasps my name .
My cock throbs in my jeans, and I know if I’m not careful, I’m going to come in my pants again.
I lean in. “Hold on to me.”
She starts to say something, but I push a finger inside her channel, and her words turn to groans.
Her thighs try to close, but I keep them open with my shoulders as I close my mouth over her clit and suck.