Page 57 of Three Not-So-Little Words
“Bedroom,” I moan.
“What’s your hurry, beautiful? Can’t take a little bit of teasing?”
“I can. I just don’t want to.”
“Not so nice to tease, is it?” He whispers, sending shivers down my spine.
“I just want you to remember something,” I tell him.
“What’s that?”
“You can tease me now, but just remember that I amwaybetter at it.”
He thinks for a second before letting me go. “You’ve got a point. But for future reference,Iwant to be the one to take off your clothes.”
With that, he unhooks my bra, pulls it off, and then moves onto my pants. He takes them off in no time and then rips my panties in half.
I love when he goes all caveman. It’s hot as fuck.
He must get that I like it because he scoops me into his arms and carries me until we get to the bed.
He quickly sheds his own clothes and joins me on the plush mattress. He lays on his back, moving the pillows so he’s completely flat.
“Come here, beautiful. Sit on my face until I make you come in my mouth.”
A man after my own heart.
I move up his body before swinging my leg over. Hovering above him, I slowly begin to lower myself. Apparently, he’s impatient because he hooks his arms around my waist and yanks me down so that I’msittingon his face.
I love sitting on a man’s face while he licks my pussy. But I also know that I have a big ass and thick thighs. That means I don’t have some teeny tiny vagina. She’s got some heft to her. If not careful, she could suffocate a man.
But Drew doesn’t seem to mind. He’s all up in there, and if he can’t breathe, I can’t tell because he’s eating me so fucking good. Somehow, it feels like his tongue is everywhere all at once.
“Holy fuck,” I moan. “How in the world are you doing that?”
He alternates between licking and sucking my clit and then sliding his tongue in and out of me. Every time I start to get close, he changes it up. Every time, it adds to the pressure building inside me.
I pinch my nipples, desperate for the burst of pleasure that would push me over the edge.
When Drew feels my legs beginning to tremble, he must know I’m close because he focuses all of his attention on my clit. Holding it between his teeth, his tongue flicks against the tip. He keeps a steady pace, and it’s enough to push me over the edge.
My hands grip the headboard as I ride out my orgasm. A sheen of sweat coats my skin while my thighs squeeze the shit out of his head.
After I finish, I take a second to get the feeling back in my legs and then climb off.
Turning his head to look at me, he says, “You taste so fucking good.”
“Keep saying things like that, and you’ll get seconds.”
He smiles. “Don’t threaten me with a good time, beautiful.”
“You ready to fuck me?”
“Ronnie, I’ve been ready to fuck you since the moment I saw you tonight.”
“Grab a condom out of the drawer,” I tell him, not wanting him to have to get up and get one out of his wallet.
He reaches over and slides open the nightstand. He cocks an eyebrow at me, and I remember that’s where my stash oftoysis.
