Chapter Twenty
Memphis
She’s been staring at my chest for the past five minutes.
I figure it’s only fair that I get to look too.
And her chest is so much more intriguing than my own.
It’s a god damned thing of beauty with large round breasts that fill my hands perfectly, kissed by raspberry-colored nipples that are just begging me to drop kisses on them.
I finish up with her arm and place it on the other rim. Her muscles jump so I cut her off before she can take the gorgeous image away from me.
“Leave it there, baby girl.”
When I call her baby girl, her sexy little mouth pops open and her tongue comes out to play over her bottom lip, leaving it glistening and begging for a kiss, but I have a job to see through to the end.
I gently drag the cloth over her shoulders, leaving a trail of bubbles.
My hand moves lower, following the side of her body all the way down to the edge of the water.
Then I do the same for the other arm before finally going around to wash her back.
She takes a shuddering breath when I move behind her. I run the cloth down the plane of her back and up to her neck, where I helped her pin her hair back up to keep it out of the way so we could wash the rest of her. I push her forward a little more so I can reach more of her.
She gasps and jerks forward when I drop the cloth and use my soapy hands. I slide around her to wash her tempting breast.
“Memphis!”
I can’t help but hum out a reply. My hands are happy just being able to hold the treasures. She arches her back, pressing the warm mounds fully into my waiting hands.
“Where is the cloth?”
“Dropped it.”
She moans as I give her a soft squeeze to test the firmness.
“Memphis. The…the cloth…”
“It walked away.”
“Memphis.”
“Burnt it. Can’t get it back.”
“Oh my God, Memphis!”
I gently tug on her hard nipples, causing her head to fall back as I roll and pluck the ripe little berries. Holy shit, this is the last woman I ever want to touch! The last body I ever want to explore and cherish. This is it! She is it!
She moans and writhes against the tub and I’m jealous of the fucking porcelain. That should be my chest she’s pushing back against.
“Fuck!” I splash water on her to rinse the suds off and pick her up out of the tub. She squeals, but those arms wrap around me like they know I’m hers already. I grab her towel on my way to the bed and, one-handed, spread it over the cover before I lay her gently in the middle of it.
“Memphis?”
Her hand covers her pussy while the other goes up to try to cover all her bountiful charms. No way would one arm do it!
“I need you, baby.”
Her little mouth pops open and then closes. I take the arm trying to hide her breasts and gently hold it next to her since it’s the one with the cast on. The other hand I’m not so careful with. Not that I hurt her or just wrench it away from her.
“Memphis, I’m…”
I climb on the bed and kiss her mouth so I can stop her from telling me what I already understand. She’s not ready to go all the way. Not ready for me to take her and make her fully mine because she is already mine. Even if I never get my dick in her, she’s mine!
“I know, baby girl. I just need a taste.”
She gulps in a breath of air as she starts to realize what I need.
I’ve never seen her fully naked, always doing things over the clothes, but seeing her spread out like this has my dick painfully hard.
I’m going to need every bit of time it takes her to get comfortable with me to work her tiny pussy open, so I don’t hurt her.
I kiss her breathless before I trail my tongue down her neck and over her shoulders.
I want to taste every part of her, lick every inch.
My lips land on her pebbled nipples and she cries my name out as I take her fully into my waiting mouth.
Her arms come up to wrap around my head as she holds me closer and I suck the turgid nub into an aching peak before I leave it and offer the same to the other one.
Her nails sink into my scalp as her legs dance under me, trying to find some pressure, some relief, for her needy pussy.
My hands come up to play with the one my mouth just left. I’m drowning in her. I press the thick bud up against the roof of my mouth and suck my girl to release. I reach down to give her little pussy a pop, nothing more than a little pat to put pressure where it is needed, and she’s cumming for me.
Her body shakes in my arms, but I’m not done.
I kiss down her body and gently spread her thighs so I can drop kisses on both sides.
She melts under me, but when my breath fans out over the sensitive skin, her eyes fly open and search mine.
I love how she looks to me, love how she trusts me to guide and teach and protect her.
I keep staring into her forest green eyes as I kiss further and further up.
“Me…Memphis?”
Her tongue comes out to lick her lips. Her chest moves up and down as she tries to pull enough air in to speak. And all I can think about is taking a taste of the sweetest dessert I’ll ever have in my mouth.
Her scent comes up and wraps itself around me, making me groan out even as my mouth starts watering. I should work her up to this. I should take my time and be sweet and gentle, but the need to have my mouth on her is too much. It’s riding me hard and making me go a little crazy.
I drop a kiss on her mound before slipping my tongue inside her. Her eyes go wide before her back comes off the bed and she’s crying out my name. My little angel is about to find out I’m not always the good and polite man she knows me as.