Page 28 of My Summer Fling

She looks fucking stunning.

And I think I know the perfect way to wake her up.

Slowly and as quietly as I can, I set my camera down and make my way back under the covers. I put pajama bottoms on her last night, which will make this a bit more difficult. It feels like it takes forever, but I don’t want to wake her up yet.

Once they’re off, I kiss up the soft skin of each thigh before I gently nudge them apart. She stirs a bit when I finally get to her slit, but I’m able to get a few kisses and licks in before she’s moaning and her hands are moving to pull on my hair.

“Noah,” she sighs in what sounds like bliss as she throws the covers off of us to watch me.

“Good morning, baby,” I say before getting back to work. She’s so wet for me, and it makes my dick throb against the mattress. This is all about her, though, and I intend to only take care of her today.

I use the tip of my finger to tease at her entrance and take her wetness back to her ass. I put pressure there, just teasing her enough for her to feel it while my tongue keeps her building closer and closer to her orgasm.

“Noah,” she says in a warning tone when I push a little harder.

“Shh, let me make you feel good,” I murmur against her skin.

She whimpers when I break through and enter her just up to my first knuckle. I stop there, holding my finger still while I create a rhythm on her clit that I know drives her crazy. I circle a few times, suck a few times, and then nibble just slightly. And I continue doing that over and over again until she’s panting, her thighs are crushing my head, and her fingers almost tear my hair from my scalp.

That’s when I start to move, pushing farther inside of her, and then pulling out to do it all over again. I go slow, letting her body get used to the sensation while keeping her just on the edge of where she wants to be.

“Noah,” she whispers between pants. Fuck, I love the sound of my name on her tongue. “Noah, please.”

“You like that, Spitfire?”

“Fuck, yes,” she moans.

I smile against her while I keep doing exactly what she likes. I’m determined for her to come while I fuck her ass with my finger. Her noises, her taste, and the way that tight ass of hers is gripping my finger is sending me into a frenzy. I’m rolling my hips against the mattress in time with my thrusts inside her.

I’m going to come in my fucking boxers, I just know it. But she drives me so fucking crazy that I don’t even care. I just want to hear her scream my name when her body finally lets go.

“I’m gonna come.”

I look up at her as her back arches and those perfect tits are pushed toward the ceiling. Her legs trap me where I am, and her ass pulsates tightly around my finger. The view is too much, and I can’t stop myself. My body has a mind of its own as it continues to hump against the mattress.

Within a few more thrusts I’m coming…hard.

My entire body goes stiff with pleasure as it rockets through my body. I groan and let my head flop against her thigh as I come down. We’re both panting heavily and her hand runs absentmindedly through my hair.

“Noah,” she finally says.

“Millie,” I answer.

“Did you…did you come?”

“Yeah.” I laugh. “Whoops.”

She laughs with me as well.

“A younger me would be mortified right now,” I tell her, crawling up her body to give her a kiss. “But I’m man enough to enjoy coming with your taste on my tongue.” I kiss her again. “Even if it is from humping a mattress in my boxers.

She giggles, the sound making my heart swell to a ridiculous size. She looks so fucking cute when her nose is scrunched in laughter and she blushes a bit from embarrassment.

“Lie here in your post orgasm bliss,” I say. “I’m going to clean up, and then I’m going to make you breakfast. Drink that.” I point at the glass of water as I roll off of her and head for the bathroom.

“You’re a saint!” She groans, rolling over and grabbing the glass of water like it’s her only lifeline. She gulps it down and then falls back onto the bed, covering her entire body, even her head, with the covers. “Pancakes please!” she shouts from under the comforter.

“Alright, Princess Millicent. Let me shower. You rest in total darkness for a bit.”

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