Page 157 of Worthy

“Please,” I beg as our eyes clash.

Her fingers slide over my pussy, rubbing, teasing, and pressing down on my clit. “You’re so beautiful. That’s it, Melanie, look at me.” She sinks her fingers inside me as she snatches up my bottom lip between her teeth. The sharp bite combined with the delicious stretch is both too much and nowhere near enough.

She drives her fingers deep, her thumb brushing against my clit. My body yields to her. There’s no point fighting, I was always Jessica’s.

Her touch disappears, then she rises to her feet, stepping between my legs. The look in her eyes is vulnerable beneath the heat. I grab her hips and pull her closer.

Reaching behind her, she slowly unclips the clasp on her bra. The straps slide down her arms, and I hold my breath as she slips it off.

She holds it up, dangles it in the air with a smirk, then lets it drop to the floor.

“Baby…”

We fall back on the bed, a tangle of limbs, heavy breaths, and whispered words. Is this what it feels like to fall in love? To give yourself so completely to someone else, even when you know it will all come crashing down?

We strip out of the rest of our clothes, touching every inch of each other’s bodies. Exploring hands, soft sighs, and biting kisses.

I palm her pale breasts, dipping my tongue in the hollow at her collarbone. She tastes of salt and dormant desires.

Desires I never knew resided inside me until our first forbidden touch at the cabin.

After kissing a path down her body, I spread her creamy thighs. Her soaking pussy glistens in the moonlight, pink and inviting.

Ah, fuck!I need to taste her. I need it so fucking bad, I’ll go insane if she makes me wait.

Softly, Jessica’s fingers tangle in my hair and I look up, trapped in her gaze. Long lashes frame her heavy, big eyes. She is a vision with her brown hair that fans the pillow.

Reaching up, I softly stroke a few strands away from her left breast, revealing the hardened peak. I tweak it, then pause when she whimpers. Our eyes hold, hesitant and curious.

“Taste me,” she commands, pulling on my hair. I slowly lean down, breathing her in, and tease her with a soft brush of my tongue over her throbbing clit. On cue, her hips fly off the mattress, seeking more pressure.

“So eager.” My smile is pure sex.

Jessica snatches up her pillow and bites into it as I drag my flattened tongue over her pussy in a slow, firm stroke.

Her cunt tastes like heaven.

Forbidden sin I shouldn’t want but hunger for like a starved prisoner.

The pillow gets tossed on the floor. “I need more.”

“Do you now? Is your pussy greedy for my tongue?” I tease, biting the inside of her thigh before doing the same to her other leg. I blow on her cunt. “What’s the magic word?”

Sparkling, heavy eyes filled with lust, Jessica rocks on the bed. “Please. Please. Please.”

“Since you ask so nicely.” I shove my tongue inside her, groaning deep in my chest with satisfaction when her taste explodes in my mouth.

Jessica is perfection. The sweetest temptation and the most addictive drug.

I lick and nibble, kiss and suck. My fingers dig into her thighs as I spread them wider until she’s doing the splits.

Thank fuck for cheer.

Shaking and mewling, she throws her head back, baring the long column of her neck. “I’m so close!”

I couldn’t stop if I wanted to. My body sings the lyrics to her song, obeying her every command. We move together, rocking on the crumpled sheets as she chases her release.

Before I can get her there, she shoves me off and straddles my lap. “We fall together, baby. I want to feel your pussy grip me when I come all over your fingers.”

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