that, shudders coursed through Esme’s body. Now she knew what instruments felt like when they were played by masters, and she was just as helpless as he coaxed sounds of pleasure out of her.
Somehow, without her even noticing, her eyes fell shut, and she found herself biting the soft hollow beneath his chin, licking and pressing tiny kisses there. She wanted to touch him everywhere. For him to lick her back. For him to pierce her with his huge, sturdy shaft.
Without stopping his oral exploration of her neck and ears, Zachary pulled down her dress and unfastened her bra. She reached down long enough to help him; suddenly clothing felt like a cage, and all she wanted was to be free of it. All of it.
Zachary finished removing her panties, then ran his hands over her breasts, caressing them like they were precious gemstones. He buried his face in the canyon separating them, then took them in his hands. It felt amazing, her softness in his strong palms. She’d never realized how sexy her own breasts could be until now, and she couldn’t help the little squeaks of joy that burst out of her mouth.
Her bare legs spread, and the rush of the passing breeze tickled her clit and caught on the slick juices sopping from her pussy. Oh, she wanted to be taken so badly!
Zachary pressed himself up against her, licking her belly button and following her treasure trail down to her mound. Then he stopped, reaching his hands under her butt to grasp each cheek. “Do you,” he growled, his voice so deep and rasping with desire, “do you have any idea how amazing you feel to me?”
Even through the curtain of pleasure sweeping over her, Esme found that hard to believe. Her bubble butt, the one everyone had always made fun of? How could that feel good?
But Zachary’s hands moved over her in something like worshipful ritual, so she had no choice but to believe him.
His head dipped down, and she gasped. His nose brushed against her clit, and his tongue found the lips of her pussy and entered them. Her back arched, and she cried out.
He let out a sigh. “You’re so sweet and musky. It’s the best thing I’ve ever tasted.” Then he went right back to licking her clit, first softly teasing around the edges, testing it, making Esme shudder as arousal shot through her in the form of goose bumps washing all up and down her arms and legs. He made her feel so good, she couldn’t stand it.
She writhed beneath him, but his big, powerful hands held her hips in place as his tongue whipped against her clit and sucked.
“I . . .” she muttered. “I need you in me.”
Zachary lapped at her tight pussy a few more times with his wet, muscular tongue, then lifted his head. He stared down at her with desire-dark eyes, and she could smell herself on his hot, ragged breath. It made her even more aroused, and she moaned.
He pulled down his pants and his boxers. All of a sudden, the sight of his swollen, ready cock with its purpling velvet tip and veined shaft drove her crazy.
“Wait,” Esme protested. “Let me taste you first.” She needed to try it. She needed to taste its salty flavor for herself before she exploded from waiting.
“Are you sure?” Zachary asked, though it was obvious from his trembling arms that he was barely holding himself back.
“Yes!” she cried.
He broke into a beautiful grin and helped her sit up. Then he knelt before her, and she stared at the bobbing shaft before her. It was enormous. It was thick and powerful, and the drop of shining precum on the tip looked delicious. She reached forward and tested it with her tongue. It was salty and smooth. She swallowed, keeping her eyes on Zachary’s face, and then took up his hard rod in her grip. She squeezed it, admiring the sheer girth, and ran her finger along the veins.
He threw back his head and howled.
Her eyes wide with amazement, Esme began to take him into her mouth. She was able to fit a good three or four inches into her mouth, and she pumped the base
Somehow, without her even noticing, her eyes fell shut, and she found herself biting the soft hollow beneath his chin, licking and pressing tiny kisses there. She wanted to touch him everywhere. For him to lick her back. For him to pierce her with his huge, sturdy shaft.
Without stopping his oral exploration of her neck and ears, Zachary pulled down her dress and unfastened her bra. She reached down long enough to help him; suddenly clothing felt like a cage, and all she wanted was to be free of it. All of it.
Zachary finished removing her panties, then ran his hands over her breasts, caressing them like they were precious gemstones. He buried his face in the canyon separating them, then took them in his hands. It felt amazing, her softness in his strong palms. She’d never realized how sexy her own breasts could be until now, and she couldn’t help the little squeaks of joy that burst out of her mouth.
Her bare legs spread, and the rush of the passing breeze tickled her clit and caught on the slick juices sopping from her pussy. Oh, she wanted to be taken so badly!
Zachary pressed himself up against her, licking her belly button and following her treasure trail down to her mound. Then he stopped, reaching his hands under her butt to grasp each cheek. “Do you,” he growled, his voice so deep and rasping with desire, “do you have any idea how amazing you feel to me?”
Even through the curtain of pleasure sweeping over her, Esme found that hard to believe. Her bubble butt, the one everyone had always made fun of? How could that feel good?
But Zachary’s hands moved over her in something like worshipful ritual, so she had no choice but to believe him.
His head dipped down, and she gasped. His nose brushed against her clit, and his tongue found the lips of her pussy and entered them. Her back arched, and she cried out.
He let out a sigh. “You’re so sweet and musky. It’s the best thing I’ve ever tasted.” Then he went right back to licking her clit, first softly teasing around the edges, testing it, making Esme shudder as arousal shot through her in the form of goose bumps washing all up and down her arms and legs. He made her feel so good, she couldn’t stand it.
She writhed beneath him, but his big, powerful hands held her hips in place as his tongue whipped against her clit and sucked.
“I . . .” she muttered. “I need you in me.”
Zachary lapped at her tight pussy a few more times with his wet, muscular tongue, then lifted his head. He stared down at her with desire-dark eyes, and she could smell herself on his hot, ragged breath. It made her even more aroused, and she moaned.
He pulled down his pants and his boxers. All of a sudden, the sight of his swollen, ready cock with its purpling velvet tip and veined shaft drove her crazy.
“Wait,” Esme protested. “Let me taste you first.” She needed to try it. She needed to taste its salty flavor for herself before she exploded from waiting.
“Are you sure?” Zachary asked, though it was obvious from his trembling arms that he was barely holding himself back.
“Yes!” she cried.
He broke into a beautiful grin and helped her sit up. Then he knelt before her, and she stared at the bobbing shaft before her. It was enormous. It was thick and powerful, and the drop of shining precum on the tip looked delicious. She reached forward and tested it with her tongue. It was salty and smooth. She swallowed, keeping her eyes on Zachary’s face, and then took up his hard rod in her grip. She squeezed it, admiring the sheer girth, and ran her finger along the veins.
He threw back his head and howled.
Her eyes wide with amazement, Esme began to take him into her mouth. She was able to fit a good three or four inches into her mouth, and she pumped the base
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