Page 50 of His Temptation
My hands grab her cheeks, and my lips press against hers for one more tantalizing kiss.
“Get on the bed for me, baby,” I tell her once I pull my lips away for air.
She scoots backward onto the bed while I rid myself of my clothes, her eyes raking up and down my body like I’m giving her a striptease. I can’t help but smirk at the admiration on her face. It’s cute. I like when she looks at me like that and not with contempt.
I crawl onto the bed slowly, leaning down and giving kisses to her body. First her thigh, next to her belly button, just under her right breast, then her lips.
“I finally get to worship this body of yours. I’m going to make sure you’re begging for me to lick your pussy.”
I spend the next twenty minutes kissing and licking every part of her body but her sweet little pussy. She is a withering mess as she clutches on to my comforter and sighs with every touch and taste I give her. My own cock is fucking throbbing to be taken care of, but I don’t care what he wants. This is about her.
“Please,” she says through her panting breaths. “I can’t take it anymore.”
I smile over her belly button as I look up at her shining eyes. “What do you want?”
“More,” she whispers delicately.
I’m not going to let her have that. I want to hear her feel free enough to speak those dirty words to me. “Tell me exactly what you want, baby.”
“Exactly what I want?”
I nod my head in agreement. “You don’t get it until I hear the filthy words from your mouth.”
“I …” she starts but hesitates. “I want you to …”
“Don’t be afraid to say it. I can tell you like it when I talk dirty to you. My dick is rock hard just thinking of you saying those dirty words to me.”
She bites her lip, but I see a glimpse of a smile. “I want you to … lick my pussy.”
A deep, uncontrollable groan reverberates in the back of my throat. “Good girl. Your wish is my command.”
I scoot down her body, then grab one of her legs and push it to the side. My mouth salivates when I look at her glistening pussy. The second my tongue makes contact, and I get that sweet taste of her. I moan out my own pleasure. I give her my fingers, flicking them up on her G-spot as my tongue takes her to her release within a couple of minutes.
I lie next to her and let her body recover before I go again. I wasn’t kidding when I said I wanted to worship her body. I wantto make her come more times than she knows possible tonight. Maybe I’ll have her ride my face next.
She surprises me by climbing on top of me and sitting down, a shy smile on her face.
A small smile tugs at my lips. “What’s happening right now?”
“It’s your turn.” She leans forward and gives me a kiss. “It can’t be just about me. Even though I would like to take your tongue home with me.”
I chuckle. “I was thinking the same about your pussy.”
She leans back on my stomach, my hard cock just beneath her pussy. I hiss at the contact as her wetness drives her forward. My hands instinctively move to her hips.
“Did that feel good?” she asks curiously.
“Your wet pussy just slid over my cock, baby. It felt more than good.”
Her head pulls to the side with interest. “So”—she moves her hips backward, down to my balls, then back up—“you like how this feels?”
My jaw clenches as my eyes focus on my dick smothered beneath the surface of her wet pussy. Every instinct in me wants to make her move again, harder and faster.
“Could you come like this?” she asks.
“I could come just watching your pussy touch me,” I growl.
She gasps at my words. She has no idea what she does to me.
