Man Seeks Woman 2, Man Seeks Wife by Stephanie Franklin

“They were in my
way.”
    “They were
expensive.” I argued as I watched the flimsy material fall to the
floor next to his knee.
    That brow of
his rose as he looked up at me, those eyes of his boring into me.
“You’d have had a lot more if you hadn’t of kept sending them back
to me, wouldn’t you.”
    I scowled down
at him as my body lost some of its burning internal flame. “Don’t
start that.”
    “I’m not.”
    “Good because
this is just a one time thing. The moment this ends, we go our
separate ways. Forever,”
    Why did saying
those words send a streak of hurt wrapped in wrongness through
me?
    “I know.”
Sebastian murmured quietly. He swallowed, loud enough for me to
hear it. “I wish it were different.”
    My mouth
opened to tell him that it was his fault that it wasn’t different
but I kept my mouth shut. Instead, I took a deep breath and pushed
my hips against his face. “Weren’t you supposed to be doing
something?”
    Sebastian
smiled up at me but his smile held nothing but fake emotions, same
with his eyes. They’d lost his darkness, the sultriness and
sexiness. Now, all they held were contempt and apologies. Both of
which I didn’t want.
    Sorry meant
nothing right now.
    As if he heard
those words spoken out loud, Sebastian nodded and tilted his head
back down until he was face to face with my pussy. He bit his lip
as he spread my legs further out, so his knees could take their
place.
    He buried his
face in my pussy, his hot breath wafting all over her. The wetness
and heat of his tongue drifting through my folds had me stretching
my calf muscles as I stood up on my tiptoes, shivers wracking my
body. I’d dreamed of him doing this to me many a time but it never
felt or I’d never imagined it feeling like this. This is and was
different from the last time he’d made me squirt all over him. The
feel of him there now was different.
    His smooth
hands came up and cupped my arse cheeks from the back, moulding and
shaping them as his tongue continued to sail through my juices,
licking them up and out of me as he went through back to front. In
the small room, his sucking sounds could be heard along with my
heavy breaths.
    My legs
quivered along with my stomach as his warm, expert tongue reached
inside me, scraping my walls, pulling all of my cream from me,
sucking it down his throat in gulps. The moment he swallowed that
load down, he was back with more intent, intent on sucking my love
mayonnaise from my body into his.
    The hum of his
appreciation of my taste rumbled and vibrated against my tender
core. My nether lips trembled when he sucked them into his mouth
and laved his tongue along the length of them. I squeezed my eyes
closed in pure ecstasy when he bit into the fleshy, pouting lips
and sucked up the sting, causing more of my thick, rich cream to
dribble from my hole...right into his waiting mouth.
    I guess when
he’d had his fill, he moved onto my clit. That extremely warm and
experienced tongue on his stroked her up and down, round and round,
over and back again. “That’s it.” I gasped and trembled when he hit
the right spot next to my clit. It wasn’t directly on it but just
above it. One hand left my bum cheek and came through the space
between my legs and opened me up for his probing love licker to
enter back inside me.
    Sebastian’s
tongue moved between my legs and wiggled inside me as he thrust it
up into my cavern, taking the new cream that had gathered around
me. My legs shook and my hands fisted in his hair, not giving a
fuck about the no touching rule.
    “Yesss,” I
hissed when his tongue pulled out of me and his fingers filled the
void. His wet slope moved back down to my clit and tongued and
licked her ferociously with intent as his fingers went to work.
There was no place my little throbbing ball could hide.
    My hips jerked
and worked against his face, fucking his mouth and hand. Just that
little bit more and I’d have an orgasm that wasn’t earned by my own
hand