Page 6 of Catching Feeling

Doesn’t she know at this point that her mouthy, bratty little comments only make my dick harder? A special kind of foreplay reserved just for the two of us.

I wet my lips with her, a possessive growl escaping just as she fists both hands in my hair and her hips begin to rock against my mouth.

I’m not sure what I imagined Vivienne tasting like, but whatever it was pales in comparison to the real thing. Sweet and musky and her.

Perfection.

Nothing I ever imagined could come close to what it feels like to touch her, to have her hands tugging on my hair when I flatten my tongue and drag it up her soaked pussy.

“Mmm. Is this all for me, baby? I guess hating me gets you off as much as it does me. You’re drenched.”

“Fuck you,” she whimpers. Another curse falls from her lips as her head drops back between her shoulders, and the hand that’s not holding my face to her pussy travels up to her nipple, pulling at the piercing roughly.

With each rock of her hips, my tongue slides along her pussy, pausing to give extra attention to her clit. I let my teeth graze the sensitive bud when I circle her entrance with my finger, then slide it into her, hooking up to rub her G-spot.

“Right there, right there… right there,” she chants melodically. Her legs tremble, and I can already feel her cunt tightening and quivering around my finger.

That quick? Fuck yeah.

I smile against her pussy and then flick her clit with the tip of my tongue, teasing and circling until her back is arching off the bed and her arousal is sliding down my hand.

“Look how fast you’re coming for me, drenching my tongue. Maybe you can be a good girl, Viv.”

Goddamnit, this is the hottest thing I’ve ever experienced. I want her to ride my fucking face so I can drown in her.

RIP me, death by pussy. What a fucking way to go.

That’s exactly what I want, her smothering me with her pussy. I stop suddenly, pulling my finger out of her and rising to my feet.

Her eyes snap open, blazing, and connect with mine. “Why would you stop when I was about to co?—”

I cut her off by flopping onto the bed next to her and scooting up until I hit the headboard, pulling her on top of me in one swift motion.

She looks exquisite with heat in her eyes, her cheeks flushed red, her tits out and on display, and her pussy glistening from my tongue.

“Grab the headboard and ride my face.”

Her eyebrows shoot up as if she didn’t expect me to want it, but I do, and right the fuck now, or I’ll, I dunno… die.

My hand hooks around her hip, and I haul her up to my face. After a beat, thank fuck, she springs into action, placing her knees on each side of my head and grabbing the wooden headboard. She’s hovering over my mouth with her gaze lingering on mine, so close that I can feel the heat of her pussy, and it makes me impatient. I can’t wait another second to swipe my tongue over her swollen folds.

My fingers dig into the soft flesh of her hips as I yank her down onto my face so I can really devour her, sealing my lips around her clit and sucking it into my mouth, alternating pressure. The soft whimper that tumbles from her lips has my cock leaking. I make a vow, right here and now, to spend the rest of the night worshiping her. Getting her out of my system so I don’t want her so badly.

I move her hips back and forth, rocking her against my mouth, helping her set the rhythm until she finds her pace and she’s writhing on my mouth with her head thrown back in pleasure.

I tease her tight hole with my tongue, groaning when she somehow gets even wetter. I’m having a real-life out-of-body experience right now, and I never wanna come down from it.

“That’s it, baby,” I praise her. “Fuck my face. Come on my tongue.”

I alternate fucking her with my tongue, lapping at her clit, sucking it between my lips and rolling it, then it’s only seconds before her entire body goes taut, and she comes with my name on her lips.

“Reese, Oh… god,” she moans, dragging her clit over my lips frantically, the friction sending aftershocks through her already sensitive flesh. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.”

I can honestly say I have never in my life been so close to coming in my pants until now, and that’s just fucking embarrassing since I lost my virginity at sixteen.

Once her movements slow and she’s able to let go of the headboard, I gently release her hips, and she sits back on my chest, a hazy, unfocused look in her sated eyes.

“Wow. Apparently, there is one thing you’re good at.”

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