Page 52 of Personal Foul
“Who’s in control, Sydney?” I ask, my breath coming out harsh against her pussy.
Her fingers release my hair, her arm collapsing next to her on the seat.
“Quit teasing me already and…” She stops, not finishing it.
“And what?”
“Just do it already,” she huffs out. Her face already rosy with arousal, but for a second, she almost looks shy. Embarrassed.
Not my Sydney.
This is the same woman who only a few weeks ago was strutting her sexy ass through her apartment wearing nothing but my jersey.
“Say. It.”
She sighs, smacking her hand down on the leather seat next to her. “Lick my fucking pussy, Colson. Do you hear me? I want you to make me cum.”
Grinning, I lick my lips, and I watch as she stares at me while I do. “Only because you asked so nicely.”
Her mouth drops open, her gaze never leaving mine as I flick my tongue over her clit once again. She hooks her arm under her knee, giving me better access while I add a finger.
Her eyes roll shut, and she bites down on her lower lip. Curling my finger up, rubbing the bundle of nerves, giving her one last flick of my tongue before sucking her clit into my mouth.
The combination of my fingers fucking her, and the suction sends her body on a wave of convulsions, racking through her body, her hands find their way back to my hair, gripping me.
She mutters incoherently, alternating between my name and praising me for how good it feels. I don’t know if I’ll ever get over the sight of her like this, coming undone right before me.
Sitting back on my haunches, I stare up at her and smile. She pushes herself up so she’s sitting, having nearly come off the seat in the throes of her passion.
“Do you forgive me?” I ask.
Her eyes narrow at me, confused.
Reaching my hand down, I grab her panties gathered around her high heel, sliding them over her other foot. She lets me, lifting her butt off the seat until her panties are back in place before I move to sit next to her.
“Forgive you for what?”
Lifting my finger to my mouth, I pause for a minute, smelling her on my skin. The thought of her scent on my lips for the rest of the evening is going to drive me insane.
Her eyes blaze into me, watching as I breathe her in, before answering her. “For teasing you?” I finish with a wink before licking my finger, tasting her.
I’m going to be a crazed man by the time the night is over and I can have her alone again.
Lord, help me.
