Chapter 20
ZEB
I dropped my coat on the ground, then kissed my girl.
It’d been hours since I’d had my mouth on her.
Hours.
She was right there with me, just as eager. Her lips were soft and I didn’t dare say she kissed better today than the night before, because it had been perfect then. Now, she knew what she wanted and wasn’t holding back.
Our tongues tangled and I cupped her face, angled her head. I could do this all day, but there were other parts of her body I wanted to get my mouth on. I got the honey-sweet taste of her this morning and I wanted it again.
And, getting my girl off felt better than the best touchdown pass.
“Lie down,” I murmured, when I finally pulled back.
I met her eyes, hazy with need.
She looked to her side, saw my jacket on the ground.
Then dropped down onto her butt, set her hands behind her.
I followed, nudging her legs apart so I could kneel between them.
My gaze slid up her body, met her blue eyes.
“Your pussy wet, sweetheart?”
She bit her lip. Nodded and gave me a look that was more seductress than future elementary school teacher. Stunning me and making my dick spurt pre-cum on my boxers, she said, “My panties are ruined. See for yourself.”
I growled. It was like some kind of base need came over me. I had enough brain function to know it was going to be really fucking hard to eat her out with her jeans around her ankles.
So I tugged off one of her boots, then got her pants down her legs, tugging the denim off one ankle, leaving it in a clump around the other. Her cell phone fell onto the grass.
She had on pink panties. Pink. Nothing fancy, only a bit of lace at the waist.
It was the wet spot… “Fuck, your panties really are ruined.”
It gave me an idea. I grabbed her cell, turned it to her face so it would unlock, then flipped to the camera. Aimed it at my girl.
“What are you doing?”
I stilled, met her gaze. “For me,” I said. “No one else.”
She glanced down at herself, considered it.
“No one else?”
I shook my head.
“Okay.”
Fuck, she was a naughty little thing.
I got the shot. My knees bracketing her, my girl spread wide, panties wet.
She reached out, snagged her phone, then got a photo of me.
Grabbing an ankle, I gave her a little tug which had her falling onto her back and dropping the phone. I set it in the grass beside us, dropped my Stetson beside it and put my mouth right over her panties, sucking her through the wet cotton.
“Zeb!” she cried, her leg pulling me into her.
I wasn’t gentle. I couldn’t be. I clawed at the panties and tore one side so I could get her sweetness right from the source.
“Talk me through this,” I said, then licked her from asshole to clit. “Be my pussy eating tutor.”
“Again,” she instructed.
So I licked her the same way once more. Then paused.
She went taut, waiting. “Zeb?”
“What next?” I asked.
“Lick my clit.”
I did. I wanted her to always tell me exactly what she wanted and I would give it to her. No one else was getting where I was so it was my job to satisfy her.
I flicked side to side. In a circle. Across the top. Nudged the little hood back with my finger.
“Too much!” she cried.
I let it go.
“Circles. Yes, like that. Faster.”
I followed her guidance and got her clit covered.
Time to get in her pussy. I’d found her g-spot before. I was a good learner and found it right away. I wasn’t going to tease her. I couldn’t. Not out here. I didn’t have her in a soft bed where I could spend hours on her.
So I finger fucked her as I sucked and licked her clit.
“I’m coming!” she cried.
I loved that she was giving me notice, but I could tell by the way her pussy began to flutter, then clench around my fingers. How her thighs clamped around my head. How she was crying out my name in my favorite spot in the world.
I kissed the inside of her thigh and almost got a knee to the face when she popped up.
“You. I want to suck you off.”
My eyes widened and my dick went impossibly harder at those filthy words coming from her good girl lips.
Her hands went to my jeans. She was bare from the waist down, her own pants tangled about her ankle, her panties caught around one thigh.
She looked ravaged and also very, very eager to get at my dick.
I helped her get my pants down along with my boxers just enough so my dick sprang free, then settled back down on my knees, spreading them wide enough for her to get between them.
She knelt before me and–
“Holy shit!” I shouted. It was my first time getting head and holy. Fucking. Hell.
She didn’t tentatively lick the tip. Or slowly take an inch or two at a time. No, my little siren gripped the base and took me into her mouth so fucking far, she gagged. I felt that constriction around the crown and I was gonna blow right then and there.
But the sight of her bare ass in the air, her mouth stretched wide around my dick… I wanted to savor it. I grabbed the phone and had to get a picture of this. Of my girl taking my dick down her throat the first time.
“Careful,” I instructed. “Take your time. That’s it. Suck. Good girl.” I set my hand on her hair, caught my fingers in the locks. Leaned back a little and watched. Took a few pics.
“Fuck, sweetheart. You’re the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.”
She glanced up at me through her glasses, her blue eyes holding mine. I took one more photo, then I lost it.
I came with one harsh growl, rolling my hips up so I filled her mouth, cum spurting on her tongue.
When I was done–and my soul left my body–she popped off, pushed up her glasses, opened her fucking mouth and showed me the load I gave her on her tongue.
Then swallowed.
Fuck me. She was perfect.