Page 37 of Protecting Her Secrets

“How?”

“I think I need to fuck you every way possible so you can learn what you like and what you don’t.”

“Oh really?” She snorts.

“Tell me I’m wrong.”

Her hands move to my shoulders and she climbs onto the bed, straddling me. “Just don’t have high expectations.”

“If all you did was lie there unmoving, it would still be the best sex of my life because it’s with you.”

She slaps my shoulder, but her chin lifts, and I see a little confidence return. “Liar.”

“I mean, I think it would be better for both of us”—she crawls forward on her knees, forcing me onto my back—“if you did whatI asked”—she continues up my body—“and sat on my face.” She doesn’t stop until her pussy is hovering over my mouth. “Now you’re getting it.”

I hook my arms around her thighs and pull her down, positioning her right where I want her. Fuck, she smells good, like my own personal pheromone, luring me in. Her pretty pink pussy is already glistening with arousal that I greedily lick up. Moaning, I move her forward and back, dragging my tongue from hole to hole. Her little whimpers are like music to my ears as I work her up.

She thinks it’s a turn-off that she hasn’t been with anyone else besides that asshole who doesn’t even count, but she’s wrong. I couldn’t care less how many partners she has had since me. The only thing that matters is that I satisfy her every desire and keep satisfying her so she’ll never want to stop.

“Do you like it when I tease your holes?” I ask between long licks.

“Yes,” she breathes out.

“What about if I fuck you with my tongue? Would you like that?”

“Do it, and I’ll let you know.”

I circle my tongue around her entrance before spearing her with it, knowing it’s not enough to get her off, but the hitch of her breath tells me it’s doing something. My balls tighten, and my hard-as-steel cock is dead weight on my lower belly, leaking pre-cum and begging for some action, but that’s not gonna happen until I get at least one orgasm out of her.

She moans, tangling her fingers in my hair and finally taking control of her pleasure. This is the best fucking seat in the house. From down here, I get to watch her tits sway, her lips part, and her eyes flutter closed.

“Now I’m gonna suck on your clit until you come. How does that sound?”

“God, yes.”

I grin and reach lower to part her outer lips, exposing my target and getting to work. I flick and circle and suck until her breaths come faster and her grip on my hair becomes almost painful. Her other hand massages her breast as she cries out. Jesus fuck, it’s the most erotic sound I’ve ever heard.

Her arousal soaks my beard as she takes what she needs, riding my face. I’m the luckiest asshole in the world to get the chance to witness this incredible woman fall apart. She curls forward, smothering me with her cunt for a long moment before releasing a breath and falling to my side.

Lifting onto an elbow, I flash her a wolfish grin. “Safe to say this goes on the repeat list?”

She peers over at me from under the arm draped across her face. “Any time of any day.”

I chuckle and palm her breast, rolling her nipple between my fingers. “Ready for more?”

“Yes, please.” She reaches for me, but I pull back.

“Wait. Let me grab a condom.”

“Why? You can’t knock me up any more than I already am.”

“That’s not the only reason to use one,” I say.

“I had STI testing done at my last appointment, and everything was clear. There hasn’t been any activity since.”

“Same. I just had a physical.” I settle between her legs, right where I want to be. “So no condom?”

She bites into her lower lip and shakes her head. “It’ll be a first for me. For us.”

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