Page 25 of The C Agreement

CADE

Starting at Rayne’s ankles,I ran my hands up her legs, over her knees, and down her thighs as I stared at her cunt.

“What are you—”

“Shh…” My eyes flicked up to hers and back down. “You’re going to let me look at my pussy. And when I’m ready, you’re going to let me do what I want to it. To you.”

Her outer lips were plump, but it was her inner lips that caught my attention. They were puffy and protruded out past her outer lips. I’d been with women who were self-conscious about their labias that were similar to this, but I loved it. To be fair, I loved every vagina I saw, but this kind was my favorite.

“I know I told you I would help you out in bed, but I need to take the edge off first. I promise I’m not going back on our deal, but I’m so horny that I can’t even think right now.”

I parted her, finding her swollen clit and her pink center, which was thankfully already wet.

But even so, Rayne hadn’t said anything else.

“Do you understand? Is this okay with you?”

She nodded. “As long as you don’t laugh at me.”

I closed my eyes.

When I opened them, I told her, “I will never laugh at you.” A slice of pain cut through my chest because I knew she had said those words for a reason. Probably more than one.

“Then, you can do whatever you want.”

“Fuck,” I murmured. “You might regret saying that.”

“I guess we’ll—”

I cut off her words when I lunged forward and sucked one side of her pussy lips into my mouth. “Mmm,” I moaned around the taste of her and then did the same thing to the other side.

As I moved to lift my head to catch my breath, I caught her arm coming up, as if involuntarily, before going straight back down to the bed.

I kneaded the inside of her thighs and blew on her clit. “Rayne. Rayne, look at me.”

She tilted her chin down.

“I know I said there wouldn’t be any lessons, but I was wrong.” I looked at her hand. “If you want to touch me or touch yourself, you do it. If I want you to do something, I will let you know, but I don’t ever want you to hold back because you’re afraid.”

“What if I do the wrong thing?”

I shook my head. “You won’t ever do the wrong thing. You might do something I don’t like. Just like I might do something you don’t like. But that’s what communication is for. But as far as doing something wrong, I don’t think you can.”

The corner of her mouth tipped up in a smile.

“Now that we have that settled, I’m going to eat my pussy, and you’re going to come.” Shoving my mouth against her cunt, I drew her tight nub between my lips.

Her hips arched off the bed as the sound, “Oh…oh…oh,” tumbled out of her.

Releasing the pressure, I swirled my tongue around her clit and licked my way down until I reached her taint. I was tempted to go further, but that would have to wait. This was our first night together, and some women were turned off by anal sex. It was best not to risk it right off the bat.

I made my way back up to her center, where I buried my face. I wanted to smell and taste her and lick the juices that coated her there. Letting myself enjoy her for a few minutes, I did just that. She tasted just as good as she had last night. Maybe even better. I could feast on her cunt all night, except I knew it wouldn’t be enough to get her off. And my dick was starting to scream at me. The fucker had no patience.

Moving back up to her sweet spot, I sucked on her clit once more as I pushed two fingers inside her. Finding her G-spot, I went to work on making her soar.

I raised my head just enough to bark out, “Tell me before you come.” And as I did, I noticed her hands were on her breasts.

She had taken note of what I’d said.

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