Page 11 of Bang it Out

I take her mouth again in a searing kiss as I fumble with the button on her shorts. I pat her ass a few times and tell her to lift up for me.

“Good girl,” I growl, the beast inside of me clawing to get out and devour every inch of her. In one swift move, I have her shorts and panties pulled off her legs and thrown somewhere behind me, not even bothering to take off her shoes in the process.

“Lay back, sweetheart. Let me see what’s mine.”

Delilah nods, her pupils blown wide with lust. I spread her legs, placing her feet up on the table. She’s spread out before me like a delicious meal and I growl as I stare at her core. She’s soft and pink and dripping for me. My thumbs part her folds and I see her little clit, fucking throbbing for me, begging for my attention.

Without wasting another second, I dive into her sweet perfection.

Jesus, fuck.

Delilah gasps and then moans for me as I lick her up and down. I suck on her folds, dipping my tongue into every crease, memorizing everything about her. Her legs twitch and snap around my head, but I place my hands on the insides of her thighs and spread her wide open for me again.

I dip my tongue into her tight hole, pulling out more of her sweet juices. My baby is fucking gushing for me.

“Archer, ohmygod, I-I… oh god…”

Her voice is breathy and sexy as fuck. I love knowing I’m licking her senseless. I want to taste every inch of her. I force my tongue out of her entrance and pull her juices up, up, up to her clit, flicking my tongue over her tight bundle of nerves just once.

“God, yesss,” she groans loudly as her hips buck against my mouth.

“Fucking delicious, Delilah,” I tell her when I come up for air.

“Mm-hm…” is all she can say.

I dive back in, sucking on her clit while she trembles at the tip of my tongue. Slowly, I slip a finger into her virgin hole. Shit, she’s so damn tight. Her pussy is squeezing me and I’m barely inside her. My balls draw up tight just imagining how her silk walls are going to feel around my thick cock.

“Archer, I… something’s happening… god, I…”

“Let it happen, beautiful. I’ve got you.”

Her hands grip the edge of the table as she hangs on for dear life. I love knowing I’m about to give her sweet body its first orgasm.

I curl my finger up, finding her G-spot while working my tongue over her clit, licking and sucking and bringing her higher and higher. I can feel her tensing, her body strung so fucking tight. I want to feel her snap.

“Come for me, baby girl. Come all over my face,” I growl.

When I add a second finger, Delilah screams my name and bows her back off the table, writhing and crying out her orgasm. Her pussy pulses, gripping my fingers and sucking them further inside. I continue to thrust my fingers in and out of her and she just keeps coming, whether one long orgasm or a string of them all together, I’m not sure. All I know is that she’s the sexiest, most gorgeous woman in existence, and I can’t believe she’s all mine.

Her mouth is open in a silent scream as her body trembles out the last of her orgasm. She’s gasping for air, flushed, sweating, and just so goddamn beautiful.

I remove my fingers and she whimpers. I chuckle before licking my fingers clean, savoring the taste of her on my tongue. I stand and lean over to kiss Delilah, letting her taste herself. I feel her arms wrap around my neck as she tries to pull me closer.

Breaking the kiss, I rest my forehead on hers. We’re both panting, sharing the same air. I’m about to tell her how incredible she is when Delilah’s stomach growls loudly. I chuckle and kiss the top of her head before taking a step back and searching for her discarded clothing.

“I had something to eat, but I need to feed you, too,” I say with a wink.

Delilah doesn’t get it at first, but then her face turns bright red as she turns to me, her eyebrows nearly up to her hairline in shock and my innuendo. I can’t help myself. I cup her cheek and draw her in for a kiss, nuzzling into the side of her neck when we break apart.

“Are we moving too fast?” I whisper, the thought of pressuring my girl into anything making my stomach churn.

“No,” comes her automatic, eager response. My girl’s voice is still breathy from our kiss, her body trembling with the aftershocks of her intense first sexual experience.

“Good,” I murmur, kissing the top of her head before helping her down from the table. I hand Delilah her shorts, though I hate to see her put them on.

“I’ll, um… clean up in the bathroom a bit,” she says, looking around to find said bathroom. She looks a little lost, and not just about the layout of my house.

“Hey,” I say softly, clasping her hand in mine so I can pull her into my arms. “You’re safe here. You’re in control.” I kiss her temple and then take a step back, pointing down the hallway. “The bathroom is down that hall and to the left. Make yourself at home, and I’ll order pizza.”

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