Chapter 22 #2
“I am. For you. Always for you.” I gripped the sides of her leggings, begging her with my eyes. “What’s the option?”
“I’m so nervous. Damn it.”
“I’ll take care of you.” My fingers twitched. I needed a yes. “So, mouth?”
Finally, after ten years, she said it. “Yes, Noah.”
“Start the timer, baby.”
Then I got to work. I tugged her leggings down, exposing her pink mesh panties, and I fucking whimpered.
The apex of her thighs, the smooth skin, the cluster of two moles right near her inner thigh.
I inhaled her musky scent, my cock hardening to the point of pain as I shoved my face against her.
“Holy shit,” I moaned into the fabric, all common sense leaving my brain.
I had a one-track mind, and I refused to lose. I yanked her thighs closer to me, spreading her wide as I moved the fabric to the side and stared at her wet, glistening pussy. “Is this for me, Em? Are you this wet for me, baby?”
“Y-yes,” she moaned, attempting to close her legs.
“Uh-uh,” I tsked, pushing her legs apart. “I’m in charge for ten minutes. You set a timer? I want you to watch it while I lick you to orgasm.”
Her legs twitched as I teased her inner thighs.
I licked and nipped, then made my way to her clit.
She was so fucking wet that I wanted to drown and die right here.
This was my Em. My best friend. The girl I loved in secret for years, and she was mine right now.
I bent lower and sucked her clit into my mouth, moaning and whimpering like the fool I was as she screamed on my bed. “That’s right, honey.”
She tasted so fucking good. This pussy was meant to be worshipped, cherished.
And she thought she wasn’t sexual. She’d worried about what those weak-ass men said to her?
Unacceptable. I channeled my rage at them into pleasuring her.
I flicked and sucked, teased and nibbled her clit over and over.
I thrust my tongue into her, moving my hands to her ass as I moaned loud into her.
“Oh my god, Noah. Noah, Noah.”
“Mm,” I replied, continuing my unrelenting pace. She was close. Sweat covered her legs, and her breathing grew heavier, needier. Her hands fisted on the bed, her muscles contracting around my head as I pulled back and blew on her. “How much time has it been?”
“Wh-what? Why are you stopping?”
“If I get ten minutes with my head between your thighs, I want my full ten minutes.” I kissed her inner thigh again. “How much time?”
“You ass, please, keep… going. It hurts. I need more. I need more.”
“Answer me then.” I smiled into her, glancing up to see her cheeks pink and mouth parted.
“Five more minutes.”
“Then don’t interrupt me. I’m taking my time.
” I sucked her clit again, then slid one finger into her.
She was so tight, and my cock twitched, desperate to feel her.
I’d take her juices and fist myself the second this was over, using her juices to make myself come, but that was later. This was for her. “That feel good?”
She mewed, her breathing desperate now. Good.
I thrust in and out, matching my tongue on her clit to the rhythm. When she was close, I slowed down and pulled my fingers out. “Taste how delicious you are for me.”
“Noah, I need it. I’m on fire. I can’t breathe.”
“Would you say you’re turned on, then?”
“Yes!” she screamed, whimpering and thrashing around. “Please, Noah. Help me.”
“Mm, okay, yes, I will.” I bent down low again, sliding my fingers into her and flattening my tongue against her swollen nerve.
I stopped delaying it and gave her what she wanted.
Her orgasm didn’t take long. Her breathing picked up, her moans high-pitched.
I focused, refusing to stop the pace as her legs shook and shook around me.
“Ohmygod. Ohmygod.” She arched off the bed, her scream guttural and loud, and so fucking happy, I smiled against her pussy. “Noah! Noah! I’m coming!”
“Mmm.” I hummed into her, my other hand closing around my cock through my pants. I shuddered, closing my eyes as Em came hard and long and perfectly. Her moans became throaty as she stilled, her chest heaving as I lifted my mouth from her. “Time?”
“Oh, shut up.” She laughed and tossed her watch across the room. “Holy balls, Noah. My head is spinning. My ears are ringing. I might throw up.”
I chuckled, kissed either thigh and then her stomach. “What do you need? Another one? A shower?”
“I can’t move.” Her eyes fluttered shut. “I’ve never had an orgasm like that in my entire life.”
“I told you.”
She laughed, her lips curving up as her forearm came down over her eyes. “Sorry, pal, I’m sleeping right here tonight.”
“Fine by me. Just, ignore me for the next five minutes, okay?”
“Why?”
“I’m so turned on I need to stroke myself in the other room.” My vision almost blurred with lust, but I bent down and kissed her temple. “Be here when I get back.”
Em didn’t respond, and that was fine with me. Showing her that she was perfect was my goal. I got up, went to the bathroom, and thought of nothing but her sounds and taste.