Page 84 of Every Broken Promise
I moved one of my hands up, slowly curving up to the juncture of her thighs. She was soft everywhere. I wanted to touch every inch of her skin. Kiss and lick all the places that had always been forbidden to me.
“Ty,” she whimpered as I pulled the lace that covered her pussy to the side.
“Do you need me here, beautiful?” I growled as I used two of my fingers to caress her soaked pussy.
Astrid’s mouth parted, and her answer was swallowed by my lips. Every kiss we shared had been different than the rest.This one was no exception. I could taste the uncertainty that rolled off her, but I could also taste the desire. All I could do was overwhelm her with my presence until she got so dizzy she would not want to be away from me.
The moment I inserted two fingers deep inside of her, she let go of my mouth and let her head fall back.
“Fuck.”
“Your pussy is clamping so hard on my fingers. I can’t wait to feel it on my cock.”
She liked my words, I could tell by the way her walls tightened around me.
Slowly I laid her down as I kept fucking her with my fingers. The last time I did this to her, it got interrupted, and even that memory wasn’t enough to sustain me anymore. All I could hear now was my heavy breathing, Astrid’s soft pants, and the noises her wet pussy made as my fingers moved in and out of her.
When I moved my thumb over her swollen little clit, Astrid’s back bowed off the car.
“Feels so good.” Her admission was soft, but man did it make me feel ten feet tall.
She was getting close. I could feel the way she was unraveling for me, and as much as I wanted to witness her falling apart on my fingers, I also wanted the taste of her on my tongue. I removed my fingers, and she groaned in protest. I was getting addicted to the taste of her mouth because as much as I wanted to map her skin with my lips, I couldn’t stop kissing her.
“Let me make you feel better,” I said after gently tugging her lower lip.
She surprised me when she leaned up and began to unfasten my pants.
“Beautiful,” I murmured as she reached to stroke me.
“Ty.” She said my name in a way she had never said it before, but I already knew it was the only way I ever wanted to hear it again. Soft with a hint of desperation. “I need you.”
Fuck.
“Soon, beautiful. Let me taste you first.”
This time, when I kissed down her body, I removed her bra. I wanted her bared for me. Her tits sprang free, and that little bounce they did once I removed the contraption made my mouth water once I saw her cherry nipples begging for me to play with them. With my tongue, I licked and flicked one of her nipples. Astrid’s hand came to my head. They pulled at my hair when I began to suck and give her soft little bites. I sucked the skin around the nipple, marking it so that even tomorrow, when she wasn’t with me, she would think of the things I did to her.
Astrid kept cursing my name as I kissed my way down her body. When I finally made it to her little piercings, I was one stroke away from coming in my pants. They were sexy as fuck.
“I’m going to hold you right here while I fuck you.” I gave a soft peck to the side of each piercing—they were like a guide on where to hold her.
“Please,” she whimpered, and I smiled as I kissed the top of her mound.
My mouth watered when her scent hit me. Pulling her panties down her legs was like uncovering a present I had long awaited to get.
I grabbed her legs and threw them over my shoulders. When my tongue tasted her pussy, I wondered, why had I never dared to wake her up like this? Astrid’s hands came to my hair, and she gripped and pulled, urging me to keep going.
With my thumbs, I pulled her open for me, and that first taste made my dick throb. I lapped at the wetness that was waiting for me. My tongue licked her entrance teasingly. Astrid kept thrashing her hips, trying to grind against me. It was hot asfuck, the way she responded to me. I needed inside her now, but I knew I was so fucking worked up I wouldn’t last. I latched on to her swollen clit and sucked.
“Fuck, Tyler,” Astrid screeched.
I alternated between flicking my tongue and rolling her little nub between my teeth.
“I’m so close,” she whined as I pulled back.
“I know, beautiful, but the first time I make you mine, it will be on my cock.”
Her eyes widened at my words, and her lips parted. I pulled my pants down, and my dick sprang free, and Astrid’s gaze wandered with the movement. She bit her lip and then spread herself more open.
