Page 53 of Beautiful Harmony

“You okay up there?” he asked.

“This is the weirdest moment of my life,” she said. “I have a face embarrassingly close to my vagina and - oh! OH!”

He licked along her slit again. “Does this make it more or less weird?”

“Lucas, I… fuck!” She arched upward, her hands clenching into the sheets when the tip of Lucas’s tongue pressed against her aching clit.

“Such a sweet and perfect clit,” Lucas said. His thumbs spread her lips apart, and he licked her clit with a wide, flat stroke of his tongue that sent her hips bucking forward again.

His laugh was a little smug, but she couldn’t care about that right now, not when his beautiful warm tongue was licking her clit, but this time with short hard strokes that were guaranteed to get her there. She clutched at Lucas’s hair, small moans and whimpers escaping her mouth as she ground against him. He slid a thick finger into her, and her aching empty pussy welcomed the invasion, clenching hard around him.

He sucked on her clit, and she cried out at the new and unexpected explosion of pleasure. Her climax hovered just beyond her reach, and she rocked frantically against Lucas’s face. He lifted his head, denying her the exquisiteness of his perfect lips and tongue against her needy clit.

“Lucas,” she begged, “please.”

“I just want to check in with you, baby. Make sure you think that I’m good at eating pussy. I can stop, and you can practice your handjob technique if you want. I know you were anxious to touch me.”

She wanted to punch that teasing grin right off of his face.

“Lucas!” She kicked him in the ass with her foot. “I will punch that grin right off your face.”

He laughed hard. “Does that mean you want me to keep eating your pussy, Emma?”

“Yes,” she said. “Oh fuck, yes.”

He buried his face between her legs again, sucking and licking at her clit until she was on the verge of orgasm. He lifted his head, and she made an agonizing cry of denial. “Wait, you didn’t answer my question. Do you think I’m good at eating pussy, Emma?”

“Yes,” she moaned, her clit throbbing and her empty pussy aching so much she could barely think straight.

“Are you sure?” he said. “I can stop if you think I’m not good at it.”

“You’re the god of pussy eating, okay?” she snapped. “Please, Lucas!”

“A god… I like that,” Lucas said with another teasing grin. “I’m definitely adding that to my resume.”

“Lucas!”

With one last grin, he dove into her wet pussy like a man eating his last meal. He slid two fingers into her, pumping them in and out as he licked her clit and then sucked on it.

With a soft shriek, she came all over his face. Her body shook, and she humped shamelessly at his face and fingers as the pleasure rocketed through her. She sagged against the bed, her body boneless and her heart threatening to beat out of her chest.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck,” she chanted as Lucas sat up and wiped his face on the sheet before kneeling between her thighs.

The teasing grin had disappeared, and he stared at her pussy like a man starving. He gripped the base of his cock. The head was a bright red and weeping copious amounts of precum. “Baby, do you need to touch me, or can I fuck you?”

She wanted to touch him, especially since this would be her only chance, but the look of need on his face made her shake her head. “Fuck me, Lucas.”

His jaw tight and his hand digging into her thigh, he guided his cock to her opening. “I’ll go slowly, Emma. Let me know if you need me to stop.”

She nodded, watching Lucas’s face as he pressed forward. The head of his cock slipped into her, and he stopped. A muscle ticked in his jaw as he studied her. “Okay, baby?”

“I’m good.” She reached up and traced a hand over his flat abdomen. “You don’t have to go this slowly, Lucas.”

“I don’t want to hurt you.” The muscle ticked faster.

“You won’t,” she said.

He slid in another few inches before bracing himself on his hands above her. Their faces were only inches apart, and she turned slightly so her left cheek wasn’t as visible.

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