Page 118 of Freshmeet
“I really do.”
As I rounded the bed, her laughter died down, but her smile stayed put. Reaching the other side, I snagged Sarah’s ankle and pulled her clean across the bed.
“Connor!” she squealed. Her hips rocked back and forth, trying to get away.
I kneeled down, and Sarah stilled, her heavy-lidded gaze sending a shot of heat down my spine. Starting at her ankle, I kissed my way up her leg, slowly putting it over my shoulder until my lips were just inches from the lace between her thighs.
“Connor.” This time when she said my name, it was a breathless whisper.
“Is this okay?”
She bit her lip, and her thighs fell open. “Yeah.” Resting back on her elbows, she waited for me to continue.
Running my tongue over her panties, I caught a hint of her taste. Her hips raised off the bed in surprise, a little gasp sending a shot right to my cock. I placed a kiss on her thigh, my mouth returning to the garter. “I like this.”
“I made it.”
I quirked an eyebrow, not expecting that. Biting the delicate strip of lace, I tugged it down her leg, dragging my lips against her skin all the way to her toes. She sighed, her body shivering under my touch. Every one of her sounds made me harder and harder.
Kneeling back between her thighs, I hooked a finger under her panties and pulled them to the side, exposing her to my hungry gaze. “Damn.”
“What?”
The swipe of my tongue was the only response I gave. I moaned at her tangy flavor and wondered how I had gone weeks without my mouth on her. This was where I was meant to be—on my knees between her thighs. Hell, I was game in any way Sarah wanted me.
I slowly worked her, focusing on her puffy lips, until she whimpered for more. Flicking the tip of my tongue at her clit, she cried out, bucking against my face. I placed a forearm on her stomach and then put my lips around her clit and gently sucked, testing to find out exactly what she liked.
Sarah’s back arched from the bed, her hips fighting against my hold. I peeked up just in time to see her throw her head back, her mouth open, and her eyes shut tight. In her own world, focused solely on her pleasure, she was exquisite. My cock ached to be inside her, but I wanted to push her a little more before I gave myself the satisfaction.
Teasing her entrance with the tip of my finger, I gathered up moisture, running it up and down, then finally pushed inside. Sarah stilled, letting out a deep moan. I slowly moved in and out of her, adding a second finger with ease. She was so wet, so open, I could barely stand it. Letting go of her hip, I grabbed my cock and stroked it in time with the fingers gliding in and out of her.
I circled her clit with my tongue, curling my fingers to graze her walls. I moved faster and faster until Sarah clamped down, her pussy pulsing. A groan fell from her lips as her head fell to the bed.
I kept working her until the spasms stopped, and she rolled up to one elbow.
“Holy shit.”
Wiping my chin, I grinned. “I’m glad you liked it.”
She gave me a lazy smile and sat up. Reaching behind her, she unhooked her bra and slipped it off.
Fuck me.
Nothing scrambled my brain quite like Sarah’s naked body. It was like every inch of her was designed to drive me wild.
Her rosy nipples hardened under my gaze, and a pretty blush spread across her chest.
“You just going to stare at me, or . . .” Sarah smirked, her fingers creeping up her round stomach to her tits.
“Or, definitely or.”
Bracing myself on the edge of the bed, I stood. She looped her arms around my neck, bringing me down for a messy kiss. I swallowed her moans as I carefully laid her back. Her legs fell open, and I crawled over her, settling between her thighs. My cock ran along her wet pussy, fighting the temptation to push inside.
I nipped her lip, and she dug her nails into my sides. The small bites of pain cut through the pleasure, keeping me from completely losing my head.
Her breath came out in pants against my lips. The smell of cheap beer was an aphrodisiac when it was coming from her. Sarah’s hips swiveled, and my cock nudged her wet entrance. She trembled and whimpered, “Condom,” against my mouth.
Without breaking our hold on each other, I reached for the side table and snagged a foil packet. Putting the smallest amount of space between us possible, I rolled the condom down. Sarah never stopped caressing me, exploring the planes of my body. The desire burning in her eyes destroyed any insecurities I had, opening me up to claim this wonderful girl as mine.
