27. Nathan
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nathan
No-Pants Dance-Off
Jeanie spins, spots me, screams, and cheerleader-kicks her phone from the mattress.
It launches across the room, hits the wall, and tumbles to the floor. The rap music dies in a drawn-out whine. Swiping the nearest pillow, she shields the fact that she’s no-pants partying while wearing a bikini top that barely covers her nipples.
“Too late!” I say. I’ve already seen everything, from the naked booty dance, where she mesmerized me with her jiggling back end, to the drool-dripping kiss with Mini-Wolf.
Her mouth hangs open in shock as a million reactions cross her stunned face. She shifts her weight from one foot to the other, unsuccessfully trying to act normal.
“H-hey, boyfriend. What are you doing here? While I’m doing private things? I thought you were, uh, working,” she stammers.
“Thought I’d surprise you.” Since I left Tampa, I’ve been on edge, eager to feel her against me again. Hell, I’ve been on edge since we met.
“Surprisiest surprise ever!” She glances around as if searching for an escape.
Her attention settles on the open slider to the terrace. A glimmer of hope brightens her eyes but it quickly fades. She must have remembered she’s staying on the top floor.
“If I knew I’d be greeted with a lap dance, I would have been back sooner.” I clap for her performance. It was hotter than the center of the sun, and I’ve never been so goddamn turned on.
Her lips flatten into a line.
“But I see you’ve already found my replacement.” I cross my arms and let her read the mischievous sparkle in my eyes.
“You’re going to make this awkward, aren’t you?” She steps back.
“Yes. Yes, I am.” I climb onto the bed and crawl to her.
Jeanie pins herself to the headboard, clutching the pillow to her lower half. She’s so embarrassed, she won’t even look down at me.
Meanwhile, I’m focused on what she’s hiding. I reach around and stroke the back of her bare legs. They’re silky soft and feel so damn good.
“What are you doing?” she asks.
“Defending my territory. I can’t be outdone by my own sex toys.”
I jut my chin in the direction of the nightstand. Aligned neatly on a towel and freshly cleaned are Mini- Wolf’s vibrating dick, lip suckers, and tongue. Every single one is recharging. She’s been busy. More importantly, she’s been thinking of me.
I grin, and her cheeks blaze.
She lifts her pillow to cover her face, leaving everything south in full view. Above me, her scream is muffled in the fluff of the pillow. In front of me, I take in her pussy.
“How many times did you come tonight?” I ask.
“I’m sorry, what?” She peeks over the pillow.
I give her a fierce look, willing her to answer.
She clucks her tongue, like she’ll regret sharing the information. “One,” she says, but then bobs her head like she’s recounting. “Three—ish.”
“So, I’ll need to give you at least twice that.”
“Only six? Why not seven?”
“It’s cute you think I’m joking.”
She draws in a breath as I lean forward and press my lips to the top of her thigh. The skin is so creamy there, I lick it.
“That’s ... that’s the thing I wanted to talk to you about.” She drops the pillow and clutches the headboard when I pepper slow kisses over her trembling skin.
“I think we should take this thing to the next level, for one night. I mean, not that level, but the level below that. More like picking up where we left off. Try the full experience,” she says quickly.
“One night with your bare pussy on my face? Is that what you’re proposing? ”
She scrunches her nose like she’s in pain or deciding or both.
“Yes!” The word bursts out of her when I breathe over her sex.
“So, seven?” I nuzzle my nose between her slit, and she hisses.
“Let’s start with one and see how you do,” she says, sputtering the challenge as I lift her leg and hook her knee on my shoulder. Being wrapped in her is un-fucking-believable.
“Number one’s starting out—mediocre,” Jeanie says teasingly.
“We can’t have that.”
I grab her ass cheeks and fall back onto the bed, tugging her down with me. The room tilts, and Jeanie squeals at the unexpected position change.
When we land on the mattress, I’m on my back with her knees folded over my shoulders. Now we’re where we should be. She’s kneeling above me, her glorious pussy hovering over my face.
“What was that?” She swipes the curtain of hair away.
“From this angle, I can see all of you when you come.” I tug a string on her top and her remarkable tits fall free.
Jeanie whimpers when I run a hand down the center of her chest, over the swell of her stomach, past her rounded hip, and clutch the fullness of her ass. She feels spectacular.
“Such a pretty pink pussy,” I say.
Spreading her, I tease her with my hot breath and then slowly lick her crease. Her breath hitches and her eyelids sink shut.
I’ll do whatever it takes to make sure I’m branded on her brain, so I tantalize every spot but the one she wants me to touch most. Jeanie’s legs slide open wider. She sinks, forcing her center closer. She’s already desperate for me to hit her aching spot.
My good girl.
I lightly sweep my teeth over her nub.
“Yes.” Her voice hikes.
When I do it again, she arches back, pushing her sex even closer. Her swelling tits point skyward. My free hand palms a rosy nipple as she grinds into my face. Then it clamps her thigh, locking her sweet heat to my mouth.
“So fucking delicious,” I say on a moan.
Folding my lips over her tight clit, I alternate between sucking, flicking, and swirling. My scruff delivers just enough pain and pleasure to her delicate skin to drive her mad.
Jeanie rocks her pelvis and mews like she’s slipping into a wild, uncontrolled delirium. Then she orgasms in a blazing-hot release. Her pussy greedily clenches like it’s reaching for me.
I’m here, baby. I’m here.
“Mmm, ahh, yes!” she says shakily, barely able to speak.
“Give me everything,” I murmur as my lips, tongue, and teeth lap her up as she rides the ongoing spasms.
I want to take a picture of her like this—her coming on my face. I want it hanging above my bed so it’s the first thing I see in the morning. She’s like a goddamn Rubenesque nude. I could stare at her all day.
Before she can recover, I roll her into a new position. With her limp and satisfied, I kiss her, deep and indecent, with a glistening face and her taste in my mouth. I can’t get enough.
“Did I live up to my competition?” I nod my head at a sidelined Mini-Wolf.
Her smile turns impish. “My mind blanked. We might have to try again.”
“Pay attention this time.”
I grin before diving between her legs for a second serving.