Page 41 of The Breaking Pointe
He slips his thumbs into the waistband, staring down at me as he pulls them off, revealing light blue boxers, tightened by what he is hiding inside of them.His hands then grab my thighs again, squeezing them while he looks at my body lying under him.
“It almost feels like I’m unworthy of getting to see this much of you,” he says, starting to fumble with the lace on my panties. “You’re so fragile.”
Hereachesformyshirt,liftingitslowly.“CanI?”heasks.
I nod, sitting up to let him take it off, feeling the chill instantly.
His lips hit the skin of my stomach, and soon my breasts, licking and sucking one nipple, using his hand to massage the other. Now he was getting right to the point.
Abouttime.
I can’t help but whimper softly as his tongue flicks at thehardnessofmynipple.Hisfreehandrestsonmy
stomach, inching its way down to the space between my thighs.Teasing me all the way until his fingers caress the outside of my entrance through my panties, slowly slipping a finger inside to feel my clit.
Gasping as soft as I can, I cover my mouth before he can hear how eager I really am. He pulls his mouth away from my chest, kissing my stomach before looking up at me.
“You’re like—dripping.” He licks his lips as if feeling me has him starving.
“Don’t tease me,” I say sternly, my voice shaking anyway. The tips of his fingers push at my entrance, then slide back up to my clit again.He pulls them out of my panties
and sucks the juices off.
“It’s too bad that I like it,” he rasps. “Listen to you. Your voice is trembling,” he says, pulling the panties down my thighs now.
“I haven’t had this much affection in a long time,” I say, now covering my eyes with both my hands.
“So lemme ease you into it, baby. I wanna take my time. Not rush you through it,” he whispers, grabbing my hands away from my face. “And I wanna see all of you, while I’m doing it.”He brings his face closer to mine, pulling his boxers down until his dick bobs out from its confines.
Hetosseshisboxerstotheside,raisingmylegsover his shoulders before kissing the throbbing entrance of my pool of moisture. His large tongue doesn’t wait any longer, gliding along my moistened slit.
My legs tighten around his head almost instantly, hoping to lock him in. Slurping my folds into his mouth, his tongue catches my nub, too, sucking and making out with every part of me he can.I want to watch, but I don’t think I can.
I can’t even keep my eyes open. It’s too good. Good isn’t even close to describing how this feels.
He slides a finger inside me, moaning as he does, then pulling away.I squeeze my eyes closed, letting out an estranged, blissful moan.After one, I couldn’t help but keep moaning, unable to control them.
“That’s it, let it all out, princess. Don’t be shy,” he says, adding another finger, then curling them into my G-spot.
I snatch his wrist, going to close my legs but his other hand stops them.
“Don’t even think about it.”He chuckles.
His fingers begin to repeatedly curl inside me, and seconds later, I start to pant.My legs develop an onset of shakes that I’m no longer able to hold back.
“Keep going, please…” I plead, shifting my hips into his rhythm.
I feel his face come into the crick of my neck, kissing my collar. “You want more, don’t you?” he husks.
I nod like I’m ready to explode.“Yes, yes, I need it…” I whine into his ear.
“It doesn’t sound like you want it bad enough,” he breathes against my skin, kissing it between his words.
His fingers start to push deeper, then slowly he pulls them out—but not all the way. He continues to kiss my bare chest, listening to me.
“I want it—please!”I cry out.
“Tell me again,” he says to me. “How bad do you want it, baby?”
