Page 62 of Darkness Falls

"This isn't very professional of me," she says while climbing on top of me.

"I didn't hire you, so be professional tomorrow. Your only job right now is to make me feel good."

She grinds her hips against me, and fire spreads through my bones. Her hands slide under my shirt, and I feel those delicate fingers tweak my nipples before she squeezes each of my tits.

"Fuck," I breathe out.

"I want to taste you," she breathes out as she glides down my body to pull off my jeans and underwear.

"Please," I whine.

Her hands slide up my legs slowly before each of her thumbs rub along the crease at the top of my thighs. I lift my pelvis, inviting her into me, but she only plays with me further. Her hands move along my hips, gripping them before she glides her thumbs right along the creases on either side of my pussy again. So close, yet so far.

"Touch me," I try.

She positions herself on the bed between my legs, and I feel her warm breath blow against my center, making me drip with anticipation. It's been a long time since I've been teased like this, and I don't know how much more I can take.

Finally, one of her thumbs grazes my center, and I shudder. She slides a finger through my wetness before dipping it inside me and begins to pump it in and out slowly. She adds a second finger and picks up her pace, hooking them at an angle to rub along the perfect spot.

Her warm tongue makes contact with my clit, and I can't help myself. I reach down to grab the back of her head to smash her face against my pussy and grind shamelessly on her. I hear her giggle against me as she thrusts her fingers in and out while lapping at my center.

Pleasure builds, and I feel the warming sensation begin to spread throughout my entire body. I try my best to hold back, but she is determined to bring me to pure oblivion as quickly as possible.

Her mouth suctions on my clit, and I lose every ounce of control I have. I see stars as my climax shoots through my body. My hips jerk and press her further into me while I ride out the shockwaves. Once I finally start to come down, I free my hands from her head and try to catch my breath.

She pulls back and wipes her face with her eyes trained intently on mine, making me smile.

"Sit on my face, sweets. Let me return the favor," I say, and her familiar dimples make their appearance again.

She slides her panties down her delicate legs before hovering the most delicious pussy right over my face. I want to see the rest of her body, so I grab her shirt and rip it open, buttons flying around us, making her giggle.

I reach up to roll one of her nipples between my fingers, and her head falls back. This is the exact kind of response I love to see, so I wrap my arms around her thighs and pull her down to my face. Her hands reach out and grab the headboard to balanceherself as my tongue makes its first contact. Fuck, she tastes so sweet. The little nickname I gave her feels even more fitting now.

I run my tongue all along her entrance from top to bottom before dipping it inside and rolling it inside her pussy. I feel her walls twitch at the sensation, making me smile. This isn't my first time navigating a woman's body. I know exactly what I'm doing, unlike most men.

I free one arm from her thigh and slip a finger inside her while I focus in on her clit. She made sure to work me up nice and quick; I'm only returning the favor. I slide a second finger inside, moving them in unison with my tongue. She flutters around them, throwing her head back and crying out.

"Just like that, Avery, yes!"

Hearing her say my name stirs something inside me, and I think I might like it despite just meeting her. I pull my tongue away from her for just a moment as I say, "Be a good girl for me and soak my face, sweets."

Without wasting any more time, I flick my tongue down her delicious center again, taking every piece of her I can get. Once I feel like she is right on the edge of bliss, I nip at her clit before latching on and curling my fingers against her inner walls. She grinds down hard against my mouth, and I feel her explode on my fingers, clamping down around them.

She shudders from the aftershocks of the orgasm as I clean up her release, not stopping until I get every last drop. Finally, I pull back, and she slides off of me to crash onto the bed.

She's a work of art, truly. In any other circumstance, I would spend an entire day with her, exploring her, devouring her. Today, however, is not that kind of day. I thought it could be, but I'm too caught up in my head to give her the attention she deserves. Part of me is disappointed in myself, considering I'm genuinely curious about this woman.

"Well, that was the perfect warm-up," she says with a smile.

"It sure was gorgeous. Where's your bathroom?"

"Right across the hall," she pants.

I glance over at her as she throws an arm over her eyes and tries to catch her breath. I excuse myself, grabbing my clothes and phone along the way. Once inside the bathroom, I order an Uber. The app says the driver is two minutes away—perfect. It's a bitch move, I know, but I can't do the after-sex feelings today. I need to just fuck and run. If that makes me a shit person, so be it. I think I'm allowed after the events of today.

I open the bathroom door and peek my head back into her bedroom to find her in the same position I left her in. "I'm going to grab a glass of water. Do you want me to get you one?" I call out.

"That would be amazing actually! We should definitely stay hydrated with what I'm about to do to you."

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