Page 83 of Light Up The Night
My good god.
She was incredibly beautiful in the delicate silver light of the moon and stars, but now, like this, in the golden light of the sun?
I am literally breathless. Speechless. My mouth goes dry, and my hands shake.
"Jesus," I breathe. "Fuckin'lookat you, Cadence. So…goddamned…beautiful."
She's drawn up, arm barred over her chest, knee over her thigh—an instinctive reaction to the covers being torn away so unexpectedly. At my words, she blushes and slowly, with visible intention, unfolds. Her full, heavy, creamy breasts pull to either side of her torso, pert, pink, tight little nipples standing straight up. Flat belly, wide hips.
And that pussy.
Fuck.
I rise to my hands and knees over her and claim her mouth. And my fucking god, she's so responsive. The instant my lips touch hers, she's pushing up to deepen the kiss, making a soft sound in her throat. She parts her mouth for me, arching her tits against me, and swipes her tongue through my mouth.
God, she learns fast.
My cock aches, it's so fucking hard.
I cup her breast, groaning at the soft weight of it in my hand, the silky soft skin tightening with arousal around her nipples. She flinches and whimpers when I flick it with my thumb. I slide my finger over her seam, and she rewards me with another of those soft, delicate little sounds of raw, aching, feminine need. When I plunge my finger inside her, she gasps against my mouth.
"Riley!" she breathes, arching her back and then thrusting against my finger in a sinuous, erotic writhing movement.
Fuck, I want to be above her, driving into her, making her cry my name as we move in perfect synch—
"Fuck," I snarl.
"Wh-what?" She breathes. "What is it? What's wrong?”
I shake my head. "Nothing."
"Tell me. Please."
"I just fuckin'…" I latch onto her nipple and make her quake and whimper. "I need you."
"I am here."
"Not what I meant."
"Then whatdidyou mean?"
She's not ready to hear the truth. If I told her, she'd freak.
"Riley, the truth." She withes, arches, whimpers as I finger her tight, wet, hot channel, and then palms my cheek. "I know you are thinking something you do not think I am ready to hear. That you will frighten me or shock me."
"Not wrong, sweetheart," I whisper, and move my kisses down her belly, too hungry to taste her sweet honey again to go any slower; I flick my tongue against her clit, and she wails, loudly, arching and already seconds from orgasm.
"I would…I would like to…to know,” she gasps between groans of pleasure.
"Cadence—"
She grabs my face in both hands before I can lick her again. "Riley. I want to know. I think perhaps you would be shocked at what I am thinking."
I grin, swipe my tongue against her clit again. She cries out, fingers knotting in my hair and helplessly yanking me against her pussy. "Greedy girl. Come for me, and then I'll tell you."
"You—you—ohhh, oh my…oh good heavens, that feels—oh!” She arches her tits to the ceiling as I devour her clit, and her pussy gushes arousal, bathing my lips and tongue with her honey. Fuck, this girl is pure sex, and she doesn't have a goddamn clue. "You have a deal!"
I laugh and give her my tongue, stabbing it inside her just to get a better taste of her, and then swirl it against her clit, and I don't stop this time.
