Page 57 of Never Have I Ever
She nods.
I grin, loving the idea of her using something I bought to pleasure herself.
“What did you think of?” I whisper.
She swallows. I see her throat bob up and down before she answers. “You,” she rasps out.
Fuck. I can’t contain the groan that I let out, knowing I was in her dirty fantasy. I have all kinds of images running in my mind, but I want to see for myself.
I pick myself off the bed and head towards the nightstand. She lifts herself onto her elbows, watching me as I move around in her bedroom. I open her nightstand and smirk when I find the little pink toy sitting inside.
I head to the foot of the bed, where she’s lying naked and waiting for me, and I stretch my arm out to hand her the toy. “Show me,” I say.
Her eyes widen. “What?”
“Let me see you, Rosie. I want you to show me how you got yourself off.”
She swallows again, and then her tongue darts out to lick her lips. “In front of you?” she asks.
“Yes.”
“But.” She falters, covering up her chest again with her arms. “That’s private.”
Jesus, this girl. I smile. “I had my hand on your pussy and my mouth on your tits, angel. You have nothing to be embarrassed about. I want to see it. I want to see you.” I say, holding out the toy for her to grab it.
She reaches out and clutches the toy in her small hand, and I grin. I take a seat on the small, pink couch that she has in her bedroom, which just so happens to face the bed. I stretch my arms over the back of it as I lean back and get ready for the show.
She licks her lips again, still covering her body. I want to see all of her.
“Spread your legs, angel. I want to see.” My voice is like gravel, consumed by lust. I’m dying over here, waiting for her to show me all of her.
She leans back on her elbows, making her tits the center of attention. She stares at me for a while, breathing in and out, before she parts her legs.
Oh, sweet Jesus. She spreads her legs apart, making her pussy completely visible to me. She's so pretty, pink, and glistening wet. She’s drenched with her arousal, and she hasn’t even started touching herself yet. The soft blonde curls cover her pussy, but when her legs are spread like this, I can see her wet, pink center.
I clear my throat, feeling my cock harden in my jeans even more than it was before. It hurts. It aches so badly, and I’m the only one to blame for my slow torture. But the sight of her naked and spread out for me has me wanting to forget about me and focus on her.
She brings the toy to her center, pressing it against her clit. She must have figured it out yesterday because, from where I’m sitting, she has no problem finding the sweet spot that makes her whimper. A sound so heavenly. I’ve become jealous of a toy for bringing those sounds out of her when it could be me.
“Jesus, that pussy is pretty.” I husk out, earning a soft moan from her. I place my hand on my crotch, feeling my dick threatening to rip through my jeans. I give it a slow stroke, trying to ease the ache. “You’re doing so good, Rosie.”
She closes her eyes and continues pleasuring herself. The sound of the vibrator and her quiet moans fill the room. I’m breathless and painfully hard. This was a bad idea, sitting here torturing myself while I watch her. I need to touch her, to taste her, to be consumed by her.
I can’t sit here and watch this any longer. The more I watch her arch her back and use her finger to toy with her nipples, the harder I get and the more desperate for her I get.
I fall to my knees. She literally has me on my knees, crawling to where she’s dangling off the foot of the bed.
I run my hand up her thigh, gripping her supple skin, staring at the glorious sight in front of me. “Can I taste?” I whisper, almost like I don’t want to break this moment. I’m right in front of her sweet pussy, so pretty and wet for me. “Just one taste,” I whisper again and then look up to gauge Rosalie’s reaction.
She keeps the vibrator on her clit, but her eyes are now open and hazy. “Yes.” She nods. “Please.”
That’s all that I need. I dip my head, leaving a soft kiss on her thigh. Her hand is still between her legs, so instead, I tease her, licking and biting the soft skin of her thigh, dragging my tongue up until I reach her pussy. I dive in, flattening my tongue against her. My mouth is covered in her. She's so fucking wet that I could drown in her. She stops the vibrator and falls onto her back, giving in to the pleasure I'm giving her.
She tastes delicious. If I died right now, I’d die a happy man. I feast on her, licking and sucking and feeling her shiver under me. She’s panting and crying out, her moans so sweet and gentle even when she’s on the brink of an orgasm.
I lick her up, drinking up all of her wetness. Her thighs are coated in it, my mouth and face are coated in it, and I still want more. I don’t want this to end, but she’s close. I can feel it in the way she bucks her hips and twists her head from side to side as her moans get louder and louder.
Unfortunately for me, she’s right there. Her back arches, and she stills, shaking as she comes all over my tongue. Fuck, I might actually die tonight.
