4. Nora
Her plea of need makes every single hair on my arms stand on end. It’s soft, and so fucking sweet that my body reacts to it instantly. Craving even more of it.
I lower my hand over her full ass, gripping each cheek in my hands before I lift her up from just under the thighs.
With her knees resting on the edge of her computer desk, I bring her closer to me.
Holding her in place with one hand on her lower back—the space between her legs pressed flush against my groin.
Devouring her mouth all while I touch her.
I’ve wanted this with her, and never in my wildest dreams did I think I’d get my wish. Her body reacts to mine so perfectly. The delicate whimpers she keeps releasing with every roll of my tongue over hers are nothing like I had in my mind, they’re a million times better.
“Fuck, Sky,” I breathe against her mouth.
And the moment those words leave my lips, I feel the lower half of her body grind against mine.
But before I get a chance to feel it again, she freezes, and in that moment, I pull my lips back.
“What’s wrong?” I ask, brushing the strands of bubble-gum coloured hair from her face.
“I… I just realised I don’t really know… uh, what I’m doing here.”
Releasing a light chuckle, I brush my lips over her jawline, peppering subtle kisses as I go. “You don’t have to be an expert at this,” I mumble against her creamy skin. I mean… it’s not rocket science, just do what feels good for you. What’s comfortable.”
“But what about you?” she questions as I continue to kiss her. “I… I want—”
I move my lips along to the shell of her ear and down the delicate column of her neck “What do you want, baby, hmm?”
She hums in enjoyment. “Mmm, that feels good. But I want… I want to make you feel good.”
“You do make me feel good.”
“You know what I mean.”
I chuckle against the curvature of Sky's neck. “Don’t worry. If it feels good for you, then it will for me. Trust me on that.”
“Okay.” The word comes out breathy as I continue to roam my lips down to her collarbone.
Pressing my hand a little more firmly to the space just below her ass, I stand up and turn myself before sitting down in the computer chair.
With Sky still straddling me, her legs either side of my hips, I pull her head closer to me before whispering lightly in her ear, “Ride me. Roll these perfect hips of yours and make yourself come.”
I’m desperate to feel her fall apart in my lap and watch the expressions her face makes when she comes. Her eyes meet mine as she leans back to look at me, flicking left and right, checking to see if I’m being serious.
Placing my hands on either side of her hips, I hold them firmly in my grasp before pulling her closer to my groin.
And with just the right amount of pressure—when she finally moves—her clit will rub perfectly against the seam of my jeans.
The part that covers the zip. I’m aching to touch her, my own pussy already throbbing with the need to not only do that… but the need to taste her, too.
“Will you touch me,” she asks just before she begins to very slowly, but surely, dry hump me.
Fuck.
“Yes,” I reply, keeping my eyes trained on her because I don’t want to look away for even a second. “But… only when you ask me to.”
Sky closes her eyes, resting her hands on my shoulders and dropping her head back slightly. Her pace picking up a little more, all before she releases the sexiest little moan I think I’ve ever heard.
Jesus. Fucking. Christ.
Flicking my eyes down, I watch the lower half of her body grind back and forth against me.
Her mini skirt has ridden higher, revealing her thick thighs and the rose tattoos that sit right at the top.
The silky black thong she’s wearing is now drenched.
Her peaked nipples are visually alluring, pressed against the thin cotton fabric of her vest.
She’s fucking glorious to look at.
A sight I never want to forget.
I keep my hands on her hips, desperate to touch her in ways I’ve only dreamt of, but refusing to give myself what I want until she asks for it.
Until I know she wants me as much as I do her.
This might be something in the heat of the moment, sure, but with the way she’s giving herself to me, I believe it’s more than that.
“Oh,” she moans again. My pussy becoming slick with need for her. “Nora.”
Fffuck...
She’s not the only one that’s breathless now. Whose lungs are constricting tightly because fuck me, if having her grind her pussy against mine isn’t the best feeling in the world.
“What do you want, Sky, tell me.”
Please ask me to touch you already.
I’m begging you.
“I want to come… please.” Her begging is euphoric.
“Then come for me, baby.”
“Not like this.” Her moaning escalates an octave higher.
I’m about to fucking lose it.
My restraint is killing me more than she is.
I mean, I’m fighting for my life right now.
“Please… oh, fuck.”
“Say it, baby. Beg me for what you want,” I push her further. Praying for the words to leave her mouth.
My heart is beating a dozen times a minute and the goosebumps over her skin tell me she’s close. Quicker than I expected, too. I didn’t think it would even go this far before she got up and walked away from me.
“Please touch me, I want to come but… on your fingers.” Her words even more breathless than before.
Yep, someone could kill me now and I’d die a happy fucking woman.
“Again,” I demand. “Say it again.”
She leans forward, her hands cupping my cheeks, and she kisses me deeply. It’s rough and desperate. “Fuck me, Nora, please.”
Without wasting another moment, I grab the fabric of her black vest, dragging it down her chest to reveal that—as always—she’s not wearing a bra.
My other hand crests the space between her pussy and mine, and I curve two fingers around the silk material of her thong before tugging it to the side.
Running the pads of my middle and index finger along her wet slit, I groan in response.
“God damn, you’re drenched.”
“Put your fingers inside me, please, Nora. I need you.”
“So polite.”
The moment I do as she asks, she throws her head back, showcasing her perfect breasts to me. Bending my head towards the right one, I wrap my lips around her pert nipple and suck it into my mouth, while simultaneously thrusting my fingers in and out of her all the way to the second knuckle.
“Right there… Oh, my fucking god!” she cries out, and Jesus, if this is what she really sounds like when she’s being fucked, I’ll never stop. “You feel so good, don’t stop.”
Her husky pleas do everything to spur me on—and if her trembling body is anything to go by, I know she’s hungry for more. Popping my lips from her nipple, I hoist her back up into my arms and lay her back onto the counter. Splaying her gorgeous body over the wood.
Her skirt is ruched to her waist now, and the material of her thong is still pushed to the side.
Wrapping my fingers around it, I yank it clean from her body, tossing it somewhere in the room.
Her pink pussy is on display for me and all I can think about is what she’s going to taste like.
Covering her body with mine, I kiss her hastily.
“Tell me I can taste you. I need to hear you say it.” This is her first time with me, with a woman, and I won’t ruin that for her by only thinking of myself and taking what I want.
Whimpering into my mouth, Sky kisses me with just as much ferocity as I do her. In this moment, it feels as though we have always been this way. That this was how it was supposed to be between us from the very beginning, and I want every second with me right now to be perfect for her.
She deserves that much.
She deserves everything.
Whining, my girl gives me exactly what I asked for. “Nora! Yes!”
“Yes, what?”
“You can… Oh… Oh, fuck!”
“I can… What?”
“Please… You can… Oh god! Eat my pussy. Please, please, please,” she chants, and the sound of her breathless begging and whimpering sounds like a symphony of angels singing to me, and only me. “I’ll go fucking crazy if you don’t,” she mewls between kisses.
Finally.
I kiss my way down her body, from her neck to the curvature of her collarbone.
Over the swells of her tits that are still perched over the fabric of her top, and down her stomach to her bellybutton.
Everything about this woman drives me crazy.
I’m hungry for her in every way possible.
I’m full of pent-up, inconsolable need for every part of Sky, and finally I’m going to get to taste her.
Hoisting both of her legs over my shoulders, I hover my mouth over her smooth mound and descend upon it, covering her clit with my mouth and sucking.
All while simultaneously using both my thumbs to spread her pussy lips wide open.
Giving me full access to her dripping cunt that I’ve fantasized about for as long as I can remember.
That very first swipe of my tongue over the full extent of her core is extraordinary—a flavour I will never get enough of. Her pussy smells just like that mint shower gel she frequently uses, and the taste… Honey with a slight salty tang, and fuck if it isn’t heaven.
Her body begins to tremble and shake while I devour every inch of her. Flattening my tongue, I lick her from her tight hole before flicking the tip of the muscle up and over her needly little clit. The moment I do, Sky releases a sweet moan that sends shivers down my spine.
“Holy shit!” she purrs fervently. “Right… there.”
Her back curves up from the wooden tabletop and her fingers find my hair, threading through my soft curls, tugging tightly.
“Fuck, you taste so good, baby,” I growl from the deepest part of my throat, allowing the vibrations to ripple over her sensitive core.
Her thighs begin to tremble and shake, strangled moans of ecstasy growing louder as the moments pass. Matching my moans of lust and unrestrained need for her so perfectly they both merge into one, perfect symphony.
“That’s it, baby. Let yourself go for me,” I croon.
As her thighs begin to constrict around my neck, so do her fingers in the tight tendrils of my black hair. She’s crying out in pleasure and I’m fucking ecstatic that I’m the one to give it to her. That I’m the one she trusts enough to have her first experience with a woman.
“Nora, fffuck…” She grits her teeth and releases a guttural moan from her throat.
Gripping her knees, I widen her legs. Moving her right, boot-clad foot to the edge of the table, I remove my mouth from her pussy and stand, crowding her body.
Her whimpers of woe make me smile—my girl is so needy, and I can’t wait to watch her fall apart.
I brace my left forearm beside her head on the table and curve my hand under the back of her skull.
Without wasting any more precious time, I slide two fingers inside her pussy, feeling the narrowness of her core contract around my digits. Curving them up, I begin to stroke that perfect spot at the exact angle to have her screaming my name.
“Holy FUCK!”
“So tight,” I whisper against the curve of her neck, groaning at the sound of her voice becoming more high-pitched with every stroke I give her.
Tilting my head slightly, I look at the tortured expression on her face.
Her features telling me she’s eager to last as long as she can, but she’s desperate to come.
“Open those beautiful eyes, baby. Look at me,” I beg her, pressing my thumb to her clit, rubbing it in circles and fingering her in unison. Her lids pop open, displaying those ocean blue eyes that I’ve come to adore so much.
“Can I touch you?” Her pleading words crack me instantly. Offering her a simple nod, she lifts her hands to the waist of my jeans, popping the button through the loop and jerking the zip down as quickly as possible.
Wrenching both my jeans and boxer shorts down with her thumbs, I widen my legs some and pull her into a more seated position while still giving myself enough room to keep touching her.
I watch as she licks three of her fingers, and I smile. “I’m wet enough for you; there’s no need for that.” I wink.
A gentle blush creeps up her cheeks as she grins widely in response. “I want you” —her fingers press against my pussy, instantly finding my clit, and I moan at the contact, pressing my forehead against hers— “to come with me.”
Sky rotates her fingers to match my speed perfectly, extracting beautiful, heavy breaths from my chest. Not to mention sounds I didn’t think were possible.
Nobody touches me.
Ever.
It’s the way it’s always been.
My pleasure comes from only me, or watching others experience it. A ‘no touch top’ if you will.
But for her, shit, for her, I’ll give her anything she fucking wants.
I’ve never heard myself moan unless it was from giving pleasure to others, so when the sound of my breathing changes to a raspy groan, I can’t help but let the words roam free. “Fffuuck, Sky. That’s… Jesus Christ, there. You’re doing so good, baby.”
Hooking her fingers around the back of my neck, she pulls me flush to her, crashing her lips to mine. Absorbing my every moan, swallowing them down instantly the same way I do with hers. Our kiss is rough, aggressive, and in this moment, it’s absolutely carnal.
“Look how wet you are for me, Nora,” she mewls, curving her fingers to my hole, and before I know it, she’s gliding them inside me, thrusting into me from below with a swiftness that matches my own.
“Christ… Fuck, that feels… Holy shit, Sky… don’t stop.” Now I’m the one begging, my voice jumping an octave. “Make me come. Make me yours.”
“You’re already mine,” she breathes, causing my eyes to pop open and stare straight into hers. “You always have been. Because… because I love you too. I’ve just been too scared to say it.”
Her words are hoarse, but they fill the room and my heart with a happiness I never knew I could feel.
In that moment, everything comes to a standstill, and I’m lost for any words that could explain the validity of what she just told me. So I let her have her moment of rendering me speechless.
My orgasm begins to build higher; her face contorts as she vigorously holds onto her own. “I’m so close,” I tell her. “Wait for me.” Squeezing her eyes shut, she grits her teeth and the moment she curves her fingers to the perfect fucking angle, I lose it. “Now!” I cry out. “Come with me now!”
Porn star screams release from the both of us as we jump over the cliff and into a euphoric orgasm of our own creation. Her cunt gushes over my hand, her cum squirting, coating my skin and the walls of her pussy contracting beautifully.
Sky grips onto me, pulling me down onto the desk with her as we patiently wait to come down from our high.
“How long do we have until Paz gets here?”
Checking my watch, I smirk at her. “Forty minutes, why?”
“Can we go again?” she asks, and I can’t contain my laughter.