Page 108 of Reckless Harmony

“I’m into that, but I want to make tonight about you,” she said.

He shook free of her grip, squeezing one thigh with his hand. “Not this time. Open for me.”

“Okay, here’s the thing… I’m still only partially waxed.”

“I’m aware,” he said.

“Right, but it’s one thing to have you touching me or fucking me while my pussy looks like a half-bald cat, but another to have you face to face with it. Forgetting it looks like a hot mess, I’m thinking of your poor tongue and the work he’ll have to do just to find my clit. There’s a real can’t see the forest because of the trees situation happening down there.”

He laughed so hard that the bed shook. She sat up again, cupping his face and giving him an earnest look. “I promise you can go down on me another time, okay? I’ll wax tomorrow and -”

“Oh God,” he said, “you and your horrifying inability to wield a wax strip are not going anywhere near my pussy.”

“Your pussy?”

“Yes, mine,” he said unapologetically. “I won’t allow you to torture her again, not when I’m perfectly capable of waxing her.”

Now, it was her turn to laugh. “You’re going to wax my muff?”

“I am,” he said. “But not tonight. Tonight, I’m going to eat your pussy until you come on my face.”

“Isaac,” she said.

He pressed her onto her back again and dipped his head, sucking one nipple into his hot mouth. She arched, her hands clutching at his head as he teased both nipples with soft sucks and licks until she couldn’t remember what they were even arguing about. He kissed along the underside of one breast before giving it a light nip.

“Open for me, baby.”

She spread her legs, and he smiled with satisfaction before kissing down her body, stopping to trace her navel with his tongue and nibble at each hip before settling on his stomach between her legs.

He studied her pussy, and self-doubt crept in. “Isaac, I don’t think -”

“You don’t need to think, baby. Not tonight. Just let me make you feel so fucking good.”

His low rasp, or maybe it was the slick glide of his tongue over her wet pussy lips, made any further protest die a quick death. She grabbed the sheets in tight fists as Isaac licked the two waxed spots. She gasped at the sensation, and he smiled up at her before rubbing his beard against the sensitive skin on her inner thighs, then used his thumbs to spread her pussy apart. Cool air washed over her throbbing clit, but it was immediately replaced by the soft wetness of Isaac’s tongue.

She moaned loudly, her hips arching as Isaac licked her clit with flat strokes of his tongue.

“Oh God,” she gasped.

“Such a pretty clit,” he said before licking it again. “You taste so good, baby.”

“Fuck,” she muttered, her body twitching and jerking when Isaac investigated her entrance with his tongue. “Isaac, please.”

He made a low chuckle and returned to her clit, licking and sucking until she was nearly mindless with pleasure, her hips rising and falling and her breath coming in short, harsh pants.

When he stopped, she immediately gripped his head, trying hard to press his face back into her pussy. “Don’t stop!”

He kissed her thigh, his beard tickling and teasing. “Shh, baby, we have all night.”

“Please,” she pleaded, her body throbbing for the release she needed. “I can’t… I need this. Please, Isaac.”

He studied her, and she could have cried with relief when he said, “You have had a hard day.”

“Very hard. Teasing me when I’m so stressed out isn’t nice, right? So, you should probably be nice and make me come right now,” she said.

He laughed, and she cried out when he slid one thick finger into her aching pussy. “We both know I’m not nice, Rayna.”

“You are. You’re sooo nice. Everyone in the Falls talks about how nice you are,” she babbled frantically.

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