Page 52 of Penalty Shots

"Yes," she whimpers.

"What do you want, Rina? Do you want me to rip these panties off of you and slip my tongue between your legs, baby? Should I lick you like I lick my lollipops?"

"Oh, God, yes."

"Mmm," I groan into her. "Say please, baby."

I gently kiss the spot she's so desperate for me to claim.

"P-please," she breathes.

I chuckle. "If you insist."

I suck the edge of her panties into my mouth and drag them down her long legs with nothing but my mouth. When I get them down to her ankles, she kicks them off and helps guide my face exactly where she wants me.

I kiss her there again.

"You know exactly what you want, don't you, beautiful?"

She bucks into my face.

"Such a bad girl, Rina. You know you shouldn't be tempting me with that divine pussy. But you don't care, do you?"

My tongue slips out between my lips and into hers, drenched and needy for me.

"That feels fucking amazing," she says.

I do it again and she presses into me. I need her just as much as she needs me. And I won't be satisfied with just licking her like this. I want to be doused in her—surrounded by her.

I push myself up by my knee and pull her toward the bed. "Come here," I say, taking her by the hand. She still has on her little black sleep tank.

Sitting on the edge of my bed, I reach for her and pull the tank right off her body. Her breasts bounce beautifully at the movement. I grab her by the waist and pull her closer as my lips wrap around the soft bud of one of her nipples, and I suck it into my mouth.

I look up at her, "I want you to sit on my face, Rina."

"What?"

"I said." I take a turn at the other nipple, swirling my tongue around it until it's nice and taut for me before I suck it into my mouth and pop it out. "Sit on my face."

Her eyes turn feral, and she reaches for my shoulders and pushes me back further onto the bed.

"Make me."

Oh, no, she didn't. I hold back the grin threatening to crack across my face. Instead, I do as she says. I wrap an arm aroundher and haul her naked body onto mine, leaving tiny, playful bites along the side of her. She squeals as I do, and for the first time in a long time, my heart leaps at the sound of Rina being playful.

I place her right where I want her and sink down beneath her until she's hovering right over my face. "Sit," I rasp.

She tsks. "I'm not a dog," she says, looking down at me with a grin.

"You're not, but I am." I grab hold of her hips and pull her down onto my face, and the pressure sends me into overdrive. I devour her the way I've wanted to eat her and taste her and have my fill of her ever since I laid eyes on her.

She's shameless in riding my face and chasing her pleasure, and the mewls coming from her only spur me on even more, drawing out every bit of goodness her body will allow.

"You… taste… like… heaven," I say, between licks.

She leans forward and grabs the headboard, only using it to stabilize her as she bucks into me. I hold her hips in place and I'm relentless in tasting her.

She's the sweetest treat I could ever imagine having, and I want more. I'll always want more.

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