Page 38 of Kiss and Make Love

I slowed my breathing, trying to calm down. Was that the sexiest thing I’d ever done? Yeah, probably. Never come on a girl’s asshole before, but I was glad for that. The first time was with Molly. I wanted the rest of my firsts to be with her, too.

“Come here, you big lug,” she said, beckoning me to her with a finger.

I lowered myself into her arms, careful not to crush her with our notable size difference.

“Remember that scene in the country romance we read two weeks ago? Where the cowboy is begging for the damsel’s forgiveness?” she whispered in my ear.

Closing my eyes, I thought about which scene she was referring to. The cowboy messed up, groveled at her feet, and then— “The scene where he licks her pussy while fingering her asshole?” I asked, wanting to make sure I remembered correctly.

She nodded against the side of my face. I liked her soft cheek against my thick beard.

I swallowed. “You want me to do that to you?”

She grabbed my cheeks between her hands and lifted my face in front of hers. “So much, Theo. But only if you want to, too.”

I nodded, my face still pressed between her palms. “I can do that.”

Her giggle filled the empty library, and she released my cheeks. “Use your cum as lube. Push it inside me and tell me I’m yours.”

“Who…are you?” I asked, stunned at the vixen beneath me. All this time, I thought we were friends. Just friends. But she’d been wanting more.

“I’m your girlfriend, obviously. Now get down there and please me, Theo,” she said with a lick of her lips.

I tucked myself away in my pants and scooted down the couch.My girlfriend. The sound of that was music to my ears. Earth-shattering, heart-stopping music.

Lowering myself to her pussy, I took a second to admire each beautiful part—and I was the one lucky enough to eat it. I lapped at her, running my tongue up and down herslit, sucking at her juices, eating her until she was squirming against my beard.

“Fingers,” she breathed, reminding me.

I circled my finger around her asshole, gathering my cum, and gently pushed into her. She exhaled, and her muscles relaxed. Pressing in further, she bucked against my touch.

“Talk to me. Tell me what you’re feeling,” she whispered.

“I’m so fucking lucky to be touching you. I want my cum inside every one of your holes, filling you up, making you mine,” I said, pumping my finger in and out of her.

Was that too much?

“Fuck yes. More. More,” she called out.

Her enthusiasm spurred me on. “Your cunt is so perfect. I wanna bury my tongue in it every fucking night so I can hear you moan my name.”

Her hands flew into her hair. “Every night, Theo. I’m yours.”

“You’re mine,” I growled, diving back into her luscious cunt.

Holding my tongue firm against her clit, I turned my head side to side, keeping a feverish pace while I pulled my finger from her ass to gather more of my cum.

“Two fingers now,” she said around a low groan.

As gently as I could, I pushed two of my thick fingers inside her, keeping pace on her clit with my tongue. Her hips rocked against my face, and I kept going, kept pumping, kept eating until her thighs clamped around my head in a vice, and the most beautiful scream filled the silent room.

I removed my fingers from her but continued to lick her with a flat, firm tongue. She shivered beneath me as I let her ride out her orgasm.

Her chest heaved, and a musical laugh erupted from her lips. “That is officially the naughtiest thing I’ve ever done in a library. What about you?”

I loved that so much about her—she was always so playful.

I sat up and wiped my beard using the bottom of my sweater. “I once had a book overdue from the library for three years.”

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