Page 83 of Marry Me, Right Now

She nodded, her wide eyes almost frantic as her hips were rising to meet me. Pulling her panties off slowly, grazing them against her lovely legs, I adored her squirming as I teased her.

Spreading her thighs wide, I loved how hot and wet she was. I dug right in, pulling her outer lips apart gently with my thumbs as I ran my tongue directly along her inner lips, stopping at her clit.

“Oh,” she gasped, clutching my hair. “That’s too good.”

I licked her everywhere, adoring the salty-sweet tang of her juices. She seemed to be trembling at my breath against her most sensitive skin. I loved how open and exposed she was for me, her luscious pink flesh completely on display for me.

“So soft,” I murmured, then I plunged my tongue inside her while she shrieked.

My fingertips were caressing her everywhere as she pulled me against her, squirming and moaning as if she were going out of her mind. Replacing my tongue with two fingers, I very slowly glided them inside her wet tunnel.

“Yes,” she moaned. “I love the way you touch me.”

I grinned with satisfaction. Pleasing Mia felt like the most important task I’d ever attempted. I licked her clit carefully several times, looking up at her as her eyes grew wide.

“You are delicious, baby,” I murmured, then I wrapped my lips around her swollen button, sucking gently while I thrust my fingers in deep and steady.

“I… Don’t stop…” She breathed, and I could feel her core begin to tense. Licking steadily, I added a bit more pressure, as she began moaning shamelessly, “Yes… Oh please… Yes…”

I was surprised to hear myself actually groan as I pressed into her harder. I needed her to climax even more than she did.

She looked at me as if she were surprised, then suddenly she wailed, coming helplessly against my tongue. The feeling of her tight little pussy gripping my fingers in pulsating waves made me harder than I’d ever been in my life.

Her hips twitched several times as every muscle seemed to tense, then she relaxed back against the bed, looking slightly stunned. Adding a third finger, I took slow, gentle strokes into her softness as I grinned up at her.

“Happy birthday, sweetheart,” I said.

She pulled me by my hair until I was on top of her, my arousal brushing against her stomach. Her lips locked on mine as her hand grabbed my pulsing erection.

“What’s wrong, baby? Did you want something else?”

Mia looked up at me with a devious grin. “Yes. I need you to fuck me. Hard. Now.”

She pulled my cock until I was lined up, raised her hips smoothly, sliding me into her tight little pussy, filling her completely.

“Such language,” I said, wrapping her in my arms as I opened her gently.

“Yes. You’ve seen me be a spoiled princess at parties. But now we’re safely in the bedroom.”

I adored that she could make me laugh in the middle of smoking hot sex.

Her legs wrapped around my hips, pulling me deeper until we both groaned. “I love the way you stretch me open,” she whispered into my ear, as if she were almost embarrassed to admit it.

“I love feeling your soft, tight pussy opening for me.”

Mia looked like she was in absolute heaven, but I wanted even more. Flipping her quickly, I spun so that she was on top, her knees straddling my hips. Taking her by the waist and raising her up, she settled down onto me with a long, low sigh.

“Yes,” she said breathlessly. “Good idea.”

Placing her hands on my chest, she tensed her thighs, raising and lowering herself at her own speed, leaning back slightly to angle me just where she wanted. Looking down I stared at the erotic sight of my cock spreading her open, thrusting into her perfect pussy lips, filling her to the hilt.

“I love that you’re so big,” she whispered, looking down at me as if she wasn’t sure she should say that.

“I love the way you feel, all of you.”

The way she was swiveling her hips, pulling me deeper as she worked us in a slow rocking motion, was driving us both to the edge. Every time my cock thrust deep inside her, I thought we were both going to explode. I licked my thumb and brought it to her throbbing clit.

“Oh my god,” she gasped as I slid the tip of my thumb in a slow circle around her tender little bud. “Jacob, that feels perfect.”

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