Page 10 of Don't Get Me Wrong

I guide my tongue between the glistening folds of her pussy, her flavor blooming in my mouth as I delve in. Heat radiates against my face, and her hips undulate.

“Oh, God.”

Darting back and forth, my tongue explores lightly, teasing. The scent of her, pressed firmly against my face, drives my desire. She’s addictive. Intoxicating. My eager tongue pushes inside, wriggling, exploring, trying to delve deeper.

She’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. Her eyes flutter behind closed lids, her breathing ragged pants punctuated by sweet moans. Her essence coats my tongue. She’s a goddess.

Driven by lusty need, I seek out her clit, my tongue circling around it, teasing her. I capture it and suck harder now. She squeaks and I smile into my prize. She’s gonna do more than squeak.

I lick and suck and feast on her now. Her body moves and jerks, her hands delve into my hair. Her cute little squeaks turn into much louder moans.

I try to slow down, enjoying the way she squirms and her sexy, lusty groans. She grows wetter, warmer. Firmly grasping her ass, I pull her closer still, pressing her sweet pussy into my face. Her body shivers with excitement. I have to hold on tight to control her convulsions as every muscle in her body contracts then relaxes several times as a flood of her pleasure flows into my mouth, fueling a primal reaction inside me.

I hold her still against my face as she whimpers my name and her body convulses. I’ve never felt more like a man.

And I’m nowhere near through with her.

Chapter Five

Katie

I’m totally unpreparedfor this. I have no defenses against such unfamiliar sensations, no understanding of them and no way to control them. I lay back on the bed as pleasure overtakes every inch of my body.

I never imagined anything so intense. Am I supposed tofeelthis much?

“You’re so fucking perfect,” he says against my trembling thigh. “How do you feel? Are you okay with what we’re doing?” He moves up my body. “Katie?”

“I didn’t know it could be like this.”

He cups my jaw and looks right into my eyes. “I didn’t either, sweetheart.” And he kisses me, long and deep, and I taste myself from his tongue. Soon, sooner than what’s normal surely, an aching knot of pleasure grows deep in my belly again.

“I need...”

“I know,” he answers gruffly, the hard length of him grinding into my center.

Oh, yes. That’s exactly what I need.

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