Page 44 of Kiss-Fist
He signs it a second time. ‘Delicious.’
Oh. I blush as he continues to stare at me.
‘More?’
I nod, and he bites his lip, but he doesn’t move. The moment turns a little awkward as I just lie there, waiting. It takes an embarrassingly long amount of time to realize he’s waiting formeto make a move. To tellhimwhat to do.
Well, I can do that. I know exactly what I want from him.
‘Come here.’ I point to my face, and he cocks his head.
‘Turn around. Sit on my face.’
Thom’s cheeks redden, and he hesitates. I’m not sure if he understood me correctly. Sitting up, I grab onto his hips, turning him around so he’s facing away from me and guiding that bubble butt right onto my face.
His thighs flex as he holds himself over me, but I want more. I want to suffocate on him. I tug him onto me, my nose stuffed into his crack, my fingers spreading him wide open.
I can feel the groan he makes as I lick up his ass.
He bucks forward and then relaxes back against me as I continue to tongue him. I start off slow, wanting to savorthis. I’ve always loved eating ass, and Thom has a fucking nice one.
I’ve dreamed of doing this.
My tongue drags up and down his crack, the tip of it swirling around his rim over and over but not entering. Not yet. I’m going to draw it out.
Thom is shaking slightly, his fingers clutching my legs as he tries to stay stationary. But I want him to lose control. I want him to be wild with lust.
I push my tongue into him, just an inch, to test out how well he takes it. As I do, his back arches up, sitting further on me. I groan as I pull out and then push back in, tasting him, stretching him.
He’s writhing now, fucking his ass back onto my face, and Iimagine it. Him on top of me, riding me. That tight ass working so hard to get me off.
The thought of it has me hard again, and I feel Thom’s wet mouth engulf my cock once more.
It’s almost too much, too sensitive.
I eat him out faster, harder, thrusting my tongue into him. Deep, rough. Thom sucks me deeper. I push into him farther, adding my thumb into the mix, stretching him and licking inside that tight, slutty hole.
Thom is shaking now, his free hand fisting his cock as he works himself closer and closer to the edge. And I’m on the precipice as well.
Shit, why is it so good?
Why the fuck does it have to be him?
I feel warm cum hit my stomach as Thom’s rim contracts around my tongue. It’s enough of a push to have my cockpulsing. I come on a shout, my mouth still on his ass, my tongue still writhing halfway inside of him, not quite ready to let him go.
When I finally come down from the high of it, I press a soft kiss to his sexy ass cheek. That perfect peach.
Thom shudders and turns around, straddling me.
His cheeks are flushed, his chest heaving. He looks tousled and completely wrecked, and I feel fucking proud that I did that.
Me, I think.I’m the one who messed you all up.
‘That was good,’ he tells me, his hands trembling slightly.
I manage a small smile as he reaches down and brushes the wetness from my chin. His eyelids grow hooded as he drags his gaze down my chest to the mess he made on my stomach.
‘You look good.’
