Page 58 of Moonlit Kisses

Pulling away, I continue my perusal. The pulse point at the base of her throat is beating out a rapid rhythm. I grip her lightly around her throat, my palm against the pulse point, studying her heavy-lidded gaze. Molly whimpers, her eyes locked on my mouth. She generously drops her head back, allowing me to kiss the base of her throat and I smile against the rapid pulse, then suck on the flesh, drawing it into my mouth and tasting it with my tongue. She tastes fucking delicious and I’m looking forward to tasting her pussy. My dick throbs and taps against my abdomen at the thought. Molly’s hands slide up my arms, along my shoulders, and up the back of my head. Her fingers glide through the strands of my hair and my eyes close in pleasure.

“Max,” my name is whispered on a hot breath, her fingers tightening on the strands as she pushes my head lower, toward her tit. I lick my way down under her guidance, then lave the pink areola, before drawing the nipple into my mouth. Her hand pushes my face into the mound, and I suck hard. She presses her breasts forward and I cup her other tit, rolling the nipple between my fingers; it puckers beautifully under my touch, so I switch my mouth across to it.

Laving, sucking, teasing.

I pull back enough to praise her. “You’ve got beautiful tits. Full and perfect and pink. Look at how they’re showing off for me.” I pluck them both as I watch them harden further. “Fucking beautiful.”

My eyes trail down her flat stomach and freeze on the silver jewelry decorating her naval. I drop, so I can investigate it further, then glance back up at her from my lowered position. Fingering the jewelry, I lean in to lick it with my tongue and then kiss my way to the top of her underwear. “You’re full of surprises, Dimples. First the nose ring, now the naval piercing. Fucking sexy as hell.”

She giggles, which morphs into a moan as I continue my path downward. Her fingers sift through my hair as I run my nose down her mound, sucking in a deep breath the lower I go. Her excitement is evident from the wet spot staining the cotton. I swipe my tongue over her clit, then nip it gently through the fabric. Her hips buck and she sucks in a sharp breath. I smile against the fabric, then look up at her. The view is fucking sensational. “Mind if I take these off?” She shakes her head, and my disappointment is swift and strong. “Okay.” I can’t believe I misread the situation so badly, but I pull back. I’m not the guy to force the girl beyond where she’s willing to go.

“Why are you stopping?” Her eyebrows scrunch together, causing a crease between them.

“I figured you wanted me to when you didn’t want me to take these off.” I twist the elastic band of her underwear with my finger.

She chuckles. “I meant I didn’t mind. Please. Take them off.” She slides them down her athletic thighs, but I stop her.

“I want to do that. Lie down for me.” She lies down like a good girl, resting on her elbows, still watching me.

“Good girl,” I whisper. She bites her bottom lip as she watches me slowly tug the flimsy fabric down her long, smooth legs. I throw them over my shoulder to join the rest of the discarded items on the floor. Starting at the top of her foot, I glide my hands up the inside of her legs, toward the junction of her thighs, pushing them apart as I go. Goosebumps form under my touch, and her muscles quiver. “You’ve got the most incredible legs. So long and sleek.” Following the path of my hands, I place the softest of kisses on the silky skin until I reach the apex and my goal. I run my nose from the base of her slit to the top and back again, drawing in a deep breath and filling my lungs with her musky scent. “Hmmm.” Meeting her eyes, I give her a wink and part her pussy lips, flatten my tongue, and take my first taste.

She’s fucking luscious.

“Mmmm, Max,” she moans as she presses her feet to the bed, bringing her hips up to meet my mouth. I smile against her mound and shake my head slightly.

“Don’t be in such a hurry, Dimples. I’ve got you.” I use my finger to slide up each side of her slit, gathering her essence before slipping into her opening. “Fuck!” The heat of her channel sears my skin, and my dick jumps in excitement for what’s to come. I drop my mouth to lick and suck her clit in time with the movements of my finger. I slide the sole digit out and replace it with two. “Fuck. I can’t wait to get inside you.”

“Can you hurry and do that now?” she whispers as she tugs on my hair, attempting to drag me up her body.

My eyes snap up to hers. “What’s the rush? Somewhere you need to be?”

“Nope. I just need to be filled with you. I feel like I’ve been waiting forever.” I drop my head back down and return my focus to her delicious pussy. As I feast, I keep my eyes on her. Her tits shiver with each breath and the jewelry on her belly quivers as her muscles tense. “Max, I’m so close.” She drops her head back like it’s too much to hold it up right now.

“While I’m busy down here, play with your tits for me.” She brings her hands up, sliding them over her plump globes, pushing them together, and cupping them. I wish I could clone myself and have my mouth on them as well as on her pussy right now.

“Good girl,” I whisper against her mound, moving my fingers inside her in a come-hither motion.

“I’m so close. Don’t stop.”

I shake my head in the negative, because there’s no way on this earth I would stop now. I keep my movements consistent—I don’t move harder or faster. She needs to come so I can get inside her.

I fucking need to be inside her.

My balls are heavy as fuck and I need some relief, but not until she comes the first time. Her channel tightens around my fingers and the flutter of her muscles press against them. She’s getting close. The combination of her natural lubrication and the thrusting of my fingers creates a squelching sound as she tightens her legs around my head. I’m getting harder by the second. “Fuck, yeah. Just like that!” It’s so sexy how into this she is.

Her entire body tightens and shakes as she moans long and low, her internal muscles strangling my fingers. She’s gonna suffocate my dick and I’m gonna love every single second of it. I slow my movements and gentle my kisses, lapping up her cum.

She really should taste herself. I slide my fingers back inside to collect her cum and then move up her body to paint her lips. “Taste how fucking luscious you are,” I demand before I kiss the hard peaks of her breasts. Her nipples have darkened from a pale rose to a dusty rose, looking amazing against the pale color of her flesh. A sheen of perspiration coats her skin, giving her an ethereal glow.

She licks her lips and moans. “I want to taste me on you.” She slides her fingers into my hair to tug me up to her.

I don’t hesitate.

I slam my mouth down on hers, pushing my tongue inside as she opens for me. Her eagerness to taste herself heats my blood and builds my excitement. Rolling on top of her, I notch my dick between her pussy lips and grind down. Long, slender legs wrap around my waist as the heels of her feet dig into my ass, urging me to keep moving. She tries to wedge her hips up as I slide downward, connecting with her entrance.

I tear my mouth from hers. “I need to grab a condom.”

I hope I’ve still got some here that haven’t expired. Pushing up from Molly, I roll over to check the drawer. I’ve got one left. I check the expiration date. My shoulders drop and disappointment fills my belly. I glance back at Molly, who’s heavily lidded eyes are following me.

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