Page 29 of Extraction Play

Pixie’s eyes flared, but she nodded. Her telltale moan signaled Pixie was just as turned on as she was. Moisture built between Eva’s thighs, and her clit throbbed at the sight of Pixie gagged. Fucking hell, the woman was a masterpiece. She kissed, nipped, and licked her way down her torso, starting with her neck and clavicles, then pushing up the tee to kiss down the center of her stomach. She sank her teeth into the hips, loving how Pixie bucked up.

She dropped to the delicious vee between her legs, licking along the sensitive skin leading to her pussy. Pixie even smelled sweet here, and Eva kneeled between her legs, pulling each one onto her shoulders. Pixie’s thighs tensed as Eva let out a puff of breath against her clit, engorged and needy.

Eva blew on her clit again to watch her shiver before she lowered her head. The first lick had Pixie arching up off the couch, her cry muffled by the panties. She tasted tart, her nectar fucking delicious, and Eva craved more. She gripped her thighs, spread her wide, and devoured.

Long licks against her clit over and over again had Pixie thrashing beneath her, but with her legs over Eva’s shoulders, she couldn’t go anywhere. Eva delved lower, trailing her tongue along Pixie’s slick folds. She was soaked, and Eva loved how expressive she was in every damn way. Digging her nails into Pixie’s thighs to keep her in place, she thrust her tongue inside Pixie. Driving her tongue in again and again pulled those moans out even more, and only the panties in Pixie’s mouth kept her from being loud.

Eva’s core throbbed, her clit aching as she ate Pixie out. Fuck, she’d never tasted anyone this delicious, and she loved to devour—pussy, ass, it didn’t matter. She got no greater satisfaction than watching her lovers come apart in her arms until the moans and desperation bled from them.

She let go of one of Pixie’s legs and rested it on the couch, but she spread her other leg a little wider, keeping that hole exposed. She slid two fingers inside, watching Pixie’s lashes flutter and her eyes roll back in bliss. Eva pumped in and out of her pussy as she returned her mouth to Pixie’s needy clit. Her whole body was an inferno, radiating heat, and Eva basked in it. The shadows splayed on her skin, highlighting her gorgeous curves, the stark silhouette of pleasure on her face, and the clench of her jaw around the balled-up panties.

Eva pressed her tongue against Pixie’s clit, hard, fast, and relentless, all while she plunged her fingers into Pixie’s sopping pussy again and again. The muffled noises coming from her were filthy, and Eva savored every single one. Droplets of sweat beaded on her brow from how hot it was between Pixie’s thighs, yet Eva didn’t pause. The sharp scent of sweat mingled with jasmine and sex, creating an intoxicating blend.

Pixie thrust her hips up, grinding against Eva’s face as she froze in place. Her clit pulsed under Eva’s tongue, and Eva continued thrumming against her relentlessly, fucking into her as the long, low moan exploded, quieted by the panties. Pixie dug her fingers into the cushions on either side of her, and her entire body grew rigid from the force of the orgasm wracking through her.

Moments later, Pixie relaxed on the couch again, her thighs trembling in the wake of her release. Eva licked at her clit for another taste, then pulled her fingers out of Pixie’s pussy. Need throbbed through her, an incessant drive in her core.

When she pushed up from where she’d been kneeling, the sight in front of her turned her on beyond belief. Pixie looked wrecked, her expression dazed, the panties still stuffed in her mouth, and her arms splayed out on either side of her in total surrender. Eva’s heart stumbled at the sheer innocence of her vulnerability despite the dirty things they’d gotten up to.

She leaned down and snagged her comforter from where it had pooled on the floor. “Lift your head,” she commanded. Pixie obeyed, and Eva slid the fabric underneath her, going in prepared this time.

Eva reached down and plucked the panties out of Pixie’s mouth. “You’re going to eat me out now, dove. We’ll make sure you stay quiet.”

Pixie let out a strangled noise, tilting her head back, and a little thrill soared through Eva. Playing with this woman was the most effortless thing she’d ever done, and she was difficult enough to understand how rare that was.

Eva slipped her shorts off, then her panties, far too aware they weren’t alone in the condo. If Micah woke up in the middle of the night, there was no talking their way out of what they were up to. Not when she was about to ride Pixie’s face until she came in the middle of her living room.

Except oblivion claimed her a little too hard tonight, and this connection with Pixie was the first thing to send life surging through her veins. Tonight, she needed to be a little selfish. To savor everything this woman offered.

Tomorrow, she could face reality.

Eva straddled Pixie on either side of her face, her knees pressing into the rough fabric of the couch. Her clit was so desperate it ached, and a drop of her slick dripped onto Pixie’s lips.

“Show me what a good girl you are.” Eva speared her fingers through Pixie’s short strands and lowered herself onto her mouth.

Just like the other night, Pixie used her talented mouth on her clit, on her folds, and lightning arced through her veins. Eva bit down on her lip until she tasted blood as she rocked back and forth on Pixie’s face. Her tongue flicked against Eva’s clit, the sparks flooding her every time. Eva sank into the endorphins rushing through her with each movement, elevating her higher and higher.

Fuck, she was already close.

Her clit ached with an intensity she felt in her teeth, and the tension built. She moved faster, gripping Pixie harder than intended, but Pixie devoured her pussy like she was starving, with a mix of precise licks and clear enjoyment. Waves of bliss poured over her. The pleasureintensified until sweat beaded on her forehead. Her breath was coming out staccato, reverberating through the dark quiet of the room.

As Pixie nipped and sucked at her clit, Eva bucked forward, luxuriating in the bursts of pleasure. The sight of the woman lying beneath her, her eyes closed in surrender, her hair wrecked from her grip, imprinted on her memory. With the way the shadows slid between them, the forced quiet—all of it sent an illicit thrill up her spine as she got closer and closer to the edge.

“Dove, you’re so good,” she moaned out, thrusting against Pixie’s face. Pixie let out a low hum that traveled through her whole body. Then Pixie sucked at her clit again, and that did her in.

All the tension that had been rising, rising, rising inside her unleashed. Her clit pulsed with the first throes of her orgasm radiating through her, each wave intense. She tipped her head back, keeping Pixie’s mouth pressed against her clit. A low, almost injured sound escaped her throat as the next throb of her clit sent moisture flooding through. Her cum rushed out of her in a torrent, splashed onto Pixie’s face, and soaked the blanket beneath her. Pure euphoria detonated, and she lost herself in the bliss.

Her orgasm ebbed, and she finally let go of Pixie’s hair. Eva slipped back, watching to make sure she wasn’t dripping too much between her thighs. Pixie’s face was coated, glistening, and goddamn if that wasn’t the hottest thing she’d ever seen.

“Mmm,” Pixie moaned, pushing up from the blanket. “I’ve never had anyone come that hard on my face.”

Eva licked her lips, a hint of embarrassment creeping in. “Wasn’t too much?”

“No,” Pixie said softly. “So damn sexy.”

Eva wiped between her thighs with the blanket that would need to get washed before she headed over to the bathroom on silent feet.She turned the faucet to warm, grabbed two washcloths, and cleaned between her legs first, then took one to Pixie.

Pixie had pushed the wet blanket off the couch and sprawled out like a cat, her arms thrown overhead, her legs splayed. Fuck, the sight made her heart thump a little harder. She was a work of art, the tattoos on her arms dark against her pale skin, her septum piercing glinting in the dim light. Eva sidled next to her on the couch, her bare hip nudging against Pixie’s side. She brought the washcloth between Pixie’s legs.

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