Page 29 of A Game Of Love

Her core instantly clamps around me, her arousal dripping down my hand. So fucking hot.

She mewls, clawing at the bed as I continue to drive her wild.

I’m so turned on, my cock straining against my jeans as pre cum leaks onto my boxers. I want to wrap my hand around my cock and stroke myself alongside her, but I don’t, using the hand not buried inside her to grip her hip, keeping her pinned to the bed.

My hips start to rock on their own, needing to relieve some of the pressure building inside of me. I moan against her hot cunt as my own pleasure spikes through my body.

“Toby,” she moans into the pillow. I peek up to see her gripping the pillow for dear life with one of her hands.

The closer I bring her to her climax, the more she writhes beneath me.

I could stay like this for hours. Between her legs, driving her wild as she begs and pleads me for more until I give her the relief she needs.

Her orgasm is in my hands, and that power has me fucking preening.

“So good,” she literally sobs out. “So good. More. I need more.”

I know she wants my cock, but she’s not getting it. Not right now. Even though it’s killing me not to slide deep into her tight little pussy.

Growling against her clit, I nibble down, loving the gasp that leaves her lips, the way her back arches off the bed, and how her legs clamp around my face.

Working my fingers faster, I lick and suck, determined to bring her the orgasm she so desperately wants. I might tease her a little bit, but I could never deny my Flower what she wants. Not ever again. No more.

Her moans get louder, so loud even the pillow doesn’t seem to be doing much at keeping her quiet.

Fuck it. I don’t even care at this point. I want it all, every sound she’s willing to give me.

“Oh god,” she cries out as she starts to fuck her pussy against my face. “Oh, oh fuck. Don’t stop. Don’t stop, please!”

I want to tell her never, that I’d never stop. I want to tell her how good of a girl she is, tell her to cum on my tongue, but I don’t dare move, knowing she’s so close to her release. That would be just plain cruel. So, I'll be a good boy and keep doing what I’m doing, exactly what I’m doing, not wanting to riskmaking one wrong move and causing her to lose the pleasure that’s right out of reach.

This might be only the second time I’ve ever eaten a girl out—the first time also being her—but from the things I’ve heard, I know women hate it when men try to go all out and do their own thing, thinking they know better than the woman they’re pleasuring.

I’m here to please Lilly. Whatever she wants me to do, I’ll fucking do it; no arguments here.

In and out, my fingers glide through her wet core, crooking the tips when I’m as deep as I can go and hitting that spot that has her moaning louder, grinding harder.

“I’m cumming. Oh, fuck. Toby. Toby!” she screams, and even with the pillow over her face, she’s loud.

I just pray no one is walking past the room right now because there's no way in hell I’m stopping.

Her pussy clamps around my fingers at the same time my balls draw up. Her body shakes, sweet little gasps and whimpers leaving her lips as she cums all over my face.

Seeing her come apart for me like this has me following her over the edge. I groan, my mouth still working over her clit as my body stiffens, my cock pulsing inside my jeans. I don’t even care that I just came in my pants, that was fucking hot.

“Holy shit.” She sucks in lungfuls of air as she pulls the pillow from her face. “Wow.”

I chuckle, trapping her clit between my teeth and lightly grazing it as I pull up, making her whimper as she squirms under me.

Shuffling up to a kneeling position, I remove my fingers from her pussy at the same time, I use the back of my hand to wipe her release from my lips.

She looks beautiful like this. Naked from the waist down, tits out as her chest heaves with every breath. Eyes lidded, hairmussed, cheeks flushed. I wish I had a camera right now because I want to remember her like this forever.

“Hi,” she whispers, growing shy all of a sudden.

“Hi.” I smile down at her, everything inside me feeling at peace. Better than any high that any other substance could give me. She’s my drug. The best kind.

“So, we just did that,” she groans, covering her face.

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