Page 49 of Holding The Reins

I move down her body with my mouth. I’m dying to taste her. I’m the first man to make her come over his fingers—me. Knowing that just fuels this depraved desire I’ve developed for her. I didn’t know what she was capable of, but I knew if she had never come like that before, there was a chance even she didn’t know what her body could do—and I was right. Not only was I right, she fucking soaked me and it was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.

I slide two fingers over her still soaking wet bare lips as she quivers beneath me. I trail my tongue down her body as she shivers and moans, each adorable sound throws little cherry bombs into the pool of fire I am for her.

“Will I be the first man to have you come on his tongue too?”

“Y-yes,” she stammers, and I grin wide. I fucking love it and I want to give it all to her.

“Such a fucking crime,” I say as I center myself between her legs. “That no one has ever taken the time to give this perfect little cunt all the attention it deserves. You are perfect, you know.” I kiss her softly on her clit, her back arches. “Absolute perfection, CeCe.”

I have no idea how I’m the lucky bastard that gets to give CeCe these first experiences, but I know I’m going to fucking ruin every other man’s chance of comparing to me. I move a finger in and out of her tight, wet heat slowly. The mad desire to forget about a condom overtakes me. Something I’ve never wanted to do in my life but to feel CeCe wrapped around me, just her skin on mine as I sink into her, would no doubt be like heaven on earth.

“Nash?” she moans my name like a question.

“Yes, Rae?” I ask

“Make me come again?” she begs. I fucking almost blow in my boxers from her words alone. I let my hands roam every place I can, not wanting to miss any part of her.

“I’m going to give you what you need, CeCe. I’ll help you get rid of that ache…” I push a second finger into her and she gasps at the feeling.

“Please…?” she moans, and I smile at her innocence, at her not wanting to ask directly for my tongue. It’s okay, I’ll do all the talking for both of us.

“Spread these thighs for me, Rae…” I say as I lick a firm trail over her slit with the flat of my tongue, her back arches right off the bed as her legs open to accommodate me.

Fucking delicious.

“Yes…” she almost yells into the silence of her room.

“What do you want, tell me baby.”

“Please? Your tongue,” she begs, and that’s all I need to hear as I take in this feast before me. I breathe her in, the sweetness of her overwhelms me.

“Such a fucking crime,” I repeat as I bury my face between her legs and lap up every drop of her glistening cunt like a starved man at his last meal.

I suck her clit into my mouth and revel in the way she moves her body under me. The sounds she’s making have me so desperate for friction, I’m ready to start pushing my cock into the mattress below me like a horny teenager.

“Oh my God, Nash,” CeCe breathes as I hook my arm around her leg, tossing it over my shoulder and pull her even closer to me. Her hands move to my hair and pull tightly. It’s just enough pain that it sends me reeling. I fuck my tongue in and out of her tight little pussy and keep my fingers on her clit as she starts trembling under me and then cries out, pushing her hips into my face as she rides my tongue and comes again as I do in fact, grind my hips into the mattress below me.

I could suffocate like this. I could die right here, right now, and I wouldn’t have one regret. I’d be happy to bid this world farewell between CeCe Ashby’s thighs. I continue licking and sucking her clean until her breathing comes down and she whispers, “I’ve never… I… that was—”

“Incredible,” I finish for her as I move to her face and kiss her lips.

“Taste how sweet you are, CeCe.” She licks her lips and kisses me back as I whisper, “You’re fucking delectable.”

As I kiss her deeply on the lips, she grinds against my thigh still looking for friction.

“So greedy,” I chuckle. “You want my cock now, baby?” I ask as I use my thumb to spread her slippery arousal down her slit. My dick throbs in my boxers.

“Yes,” she breathes. She’s as desperate as I am, and that realization ignites me.

“Just how long have you been waiting for my cock?” I ask

CeCe doesn’t let even a beat of time pass. “Since the fucking moment I saw you, my first night home,” she admits.

“Atta girl, way to be honest.” I kiss her lips and grin. “I’m gonna wreck you.”

She looks up at me, a challenge in her eyes, and it stuns me.

“So stop fucking around then, and wreck me. Condom… bedside table.” Fuck, this woman. I raise an eyebrow and stand, pulling open her drawer and reaching into her surprisingly large stash of condoms. Two things happen simultaneously. 1. I realize these could be used with someone else and it causes a deep seeded rage to fill my chest. 2. I spot her secret vibrator.

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