Page 72 of Such a Good Girl

West led me to the window and kissed me again,before putting his hands on my hips and turning me away from him to face the window. He stood behind me as I gazed down at the city, his hands sliding over the curve of my ass, and trailing down to my thighs. I shivered when his palms brushed the inside of my thighs, slowly traveling up almost to my center, and then retreating back down again.

When he sank to his knees behind me, my mouth parted in surprise.

“Spread your legs, Kaylee,” he commanded. I obeyed, my body on fire. “Good, just like that.”

He reached under my skirt, grabbing my panties and pulled them down my hips. I stepped out of them, leaving myself completely bare for him.

“I love your ass, so round, so beautiful…my god.”

“West!” I gasped, as his lips pressed against the small of my back, then began trailing tiny feathery kisses down to my ass. He kissed all around before heading down to the back of my thighs, each press of his lips sending a shiver up my spine. His tongue darted out, licking the lips of my pussy from behind and sending shocks of electricity through my veins, before heading back up and licking the bottom of my ass cheeks.

When his tongue dove in, finding the bud of my ass and swirling his tongue around it, I gasped in shock.

“West!” I cried out, as he grabbed my hips and held me in place. My hands palmed the window. He pulled my cheeks apart and pushed deeper, the tip of his tongue darting in, the sensation like nothing I’d ever felt before.

I cried out, his name falling from my lips repeatedly until I couldn’t form actual words anymore. I fell against the window, awash in the unexpected, blissful pleasure.

He moved down between my thighs as his mouth found my pussy, my entire body shuddering and trembling.

His fingers found my clit, rubbing it in hard circles, as his tongue swirled around my lips, my cries now turning to deep moans that echoed through the room.

Below me, the city pulsed with life.

High above it, my body pulsed with pleasure, with the most intoxicating rapture I’d ever experienced. I knew it far outweighed anything anyone below might be experiencing.

His mouth found my clit and he slid a finger inside of me, sucking and nibbling hard on my engorged clit until I trembled violently. My orgasm ripped through me with a ferocious release that left my knees weak.

“West! Yes! My god!” I screamed, explosions of pleasure rocking me to my very core.

I sank to the soft carpet. West gathered me in his arms as I gasped for breath.

My limbs wrapped around him, but he gently untangled me until he was between my spread thighs. His eyes stared down at me, filled with a dark storm of lust.

He stood up, rapidly shedding his clothes in a frenzied, sexy show that revealed his wildly famous, rippling muscles. I felt like I was lost on the silver screen myself, splayed out before him while I waited for him to ravish me.

“Take off your dress,” he demanded. Lost in the view, I’d forgotten I was still dressed. I sat up and pulled it off, kicking off my high heels at the same time. I glanced over at the empty bed, wondering where he wanted me. But there was only a second to wonder because he laid on top of me on the floor again, his skin pressing up against mine and making me forget where I was — or care where I was for that matter — instantly.

All I needed in that moment was West.

West, his lips sliding against mine, his hands caressing me everywhere all at once somehow, his cock — hard, throbbing, swollen — twitching against my still wet pussy. The heat of his desire hot against my own.

I needed him. Inside me, all over me…everywhere. All at once.

“West, please,” I said, gripping his cock and tugging him gently.

“What do you want, Kaylee?” he growled as my fingers wrapped around his shaft.

“I want you in my mouth.” My voice was unrecognizable in its boldness.

He groaned as I sat up on my elbow, pulling his cock up towards me. His hips followed as he straddled my face, his beautiful cock sliding between my lips. His velvety shaft felt delicious against my tongue. I moaned in pleasure as I slid my mouth up and down it, twirling my tongue around the head each time.

His fingers sank into my hair, gently holding my head as I sped up. My fingers gripped his balls, squeezing gently as I sucked hard, my tongue sliding over him faster and faster until his body tensed up, his fingers gripping my head as he cried out.

“Kaylee, baby, that’s it!” The heat of his release exploded in my mouth, delicious and tangy, sending waves of oxytocin to my brain.

I loved pleasing him so much.

His cries turned to soft whimpers. Knowing I’d been the one to do that to him left me feeling powerful.

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