one’s ever done
that . . . Oh God! Wait. I
think . . . ”
He released her clit, leaving her orgasm just out of
reach. “Don’t come yet,” he said. “You just told me you like to be
teased.”
“Maybe I’m multi-orgasmic.”
“Are you?” His tongue brushed her clit, and he
continued to trace her aching opening with two fingers.
“I don’t know. No guy has ever made me come
before.”
His eyes widened. “Never?”
“Not unless I help him out by touching myself.”
“You’re kidding.”
She shook her head. “I wish I were. I usually just
fake it.” Why had she told him that? Her face heated with
embarrassment.
“Don’t fake it with me, Mel. If what I’m doing isn’t
working for you, tell me.”
“It’s working for me. That sucking thing really worked for me.” She hoped he took her hint without
making her beg him to suck her clit again.
“Do you like a finger in your ass when you come?” he
asked before his tongue flicked her clit again. Her entire body
jerked in response.
“I don’t think so.”
“Have you ever tried it?”
“Well, no, but . . . ”
“I’ll do it. You tell me if you like it or not.”
Her already thundering heart raced out of control.
What in the world was she agreeing to? “Okay.”
He fell silent as he concentrated on pleasing the
flesh between her legs with his lips. His tongue. His hands. The
suckling sounds were almost as erotic as the feel of his mouth on
her. He traced her slippery lips with his fingertips, teasing her
until she bucked against his hand.
“Fuck me, Gabe. Please.
Just . . . Just put it in and pound me. Pound
me hard. I want you so bad.”
His finger slid deep, and she took a strangled
breath. She rocked against his hand, wanting him to thrust his
fingers in and out of her though she knew damned well she’d just
told him she’d like him to hold his hand still at this point. He
sucked her clit into his mouth and rubbed it vigorously with the
flat of his tongue. Ah. Wow. Yes. Like that. Oh.
Fuck. Gabe!
Her womb clenched. Spasms of release coursed through
her pelvis and spread through her body. Mouth open in ecstasy,
Melanie forgot how to breathe. Gabe slid a second finger into her
clenching pussy and the tip of a third finger into her ass. He
pressed all three digits deep and then pulled them free and pounded
them into her again and again and again as she came. And came. She
was still shuddering with aftershocks of pleasure when he pulled
his hand free and used his tongue to clean the come from her
quivering pussy. Cleaning up the hot mess he’d made. She sucked a
deep breath into her lungs.
She was completely limp by the time he moved up the
bed to lie beside her. He kissed her, giving her a taste of her own
cum on his lips. She suckled his tongue until she could no longer
taste herself, though she could still smell her sex on his skin.
She wasn’t sure why it turned her on. Why she’d never admitted that
fact to anyone. Not even to herself.
“You didn’t fake that did you?”
She chuckled weakly. “I wouldn’t know how to
fake that.”
He smiled. “Well, now I know one thing you
like.”
“That only counted as one thing?” It had felt like
ten blissful experiences in one.
“Mmm-hmm.” He trailed gentle kisses along her jaw
and throat. “Let’s figure out what else you like.”
“Let me catch my breath so I can figure out what you like.”
“I’m not finished with you yet.” He slid down her
body and gently licked and suckled one nipple while he squeezed and
tugged on the other. He continually stimulated her left breast with
harsh, rough motions of his fingers and mouth until it was
reddened, sore, and aroused, while her right breast was pampered
with tender touches and kisses that left it yearning, achy, and
excited. And her breasts weren’t the only parts of her body that
were throbbing with need. Her pussy was wet and swollen again
already. She had no doubt that he could make her come a
that . . . Oh God! Wait. I
think . . . ”
He released her clit, leaving her orgasm just out of
reach. “Don’t come yet,” he said. “You just told me you like to be
teased.”
“Maybe I’m multi-orgasmic.”
“Are you?” His tongue brushed her clit, and he
continued to trace her aching opening with two fingers.
“I don’t know. No guy has ever made me come
before.”
His eyes widened. “Never?”
“Not unless I help him out by touching myself.”
“You’re kidding.”
She shook her head. “I wish I were. I usually just
fake it.” Why had she told him that? Her face heated with
embarrassment.
“Don’t fake it with me, Mel. If what I’m doing isn’t
working for you, tell me.”
“It’s working for me. That sucking thing really worked for me.” She hoped he took her hint without
making her beg him to suck her clit again.
“Do you like a finger in your ass when you come?” he
asked before his tongue flicked her clit again. Her entire body
jerked in response.
“I don’t think so.”
“Have you ever tried it?”
“Well, no, but . . . ”
“I’ll do it. You tell me if you like it or not.”
Her already thundering heart raced out of control.
What in the world was she agreeing to? “Okay.”
He fell silent as he concentrated on pleasing the
flesh between her legs with his lips. His tongue. His hands. The
suckling sounds were almost as erotic as the feel of his mouth on
her. He traced her slippery lips with his fingertips, teasing her
until she bucked against his hand.
“Fuck me, Gabe. Please.
Just . . . Just put it in and pound me. Pound
me hard. I want you so bad.”
His finger slid deep, and she took a strangled
breath. She rocked against his hand, wanting him to thrust his
fingers in and out of her though she knew damned well she’d just
told him she’d like him to hold his hand still at this point. He
sucked her clit into his mouth and rubbed it vigorously with the
flat of his tongue. Ah. Wow. Yes. Like that. Oh.
Fuck. Gabe!
Her womb clenched. Spasms of release coursed through
her pelvis and spread through her body. Mouth open in ecstasy,
Melanie forgot how to breathe. Gabe slid a second finger into her
clenching pussy and the tip of a third finger into her ass. He
pressed all three digits deep and then pulled them free and pounded
them into her again and again and again as she came. And came. She
was still shuddering with aftershocks of pleasure when he pulled
his hand free and used his tongue to clean the come from her
quivering pussy. Cleaning up the hot mess he’d made. She sucked a
deep breath into her lungs.
She was completely limp by the time he moved up the
bed to lie beside her. He kissed her, giving her a taste of her own
cum on his lips. She suckled his tongue until she could no longer
taste herself, though she could still smell her sex on his skin.
She wasn’t sure why it turned her on. Why she’d never admitted that
fact to anyone. Not even to herself.
“You didn’t fake that did you?”
She chuckled weakly. “I wouldn’t know how to
fake that.”
He smiled. “Well, now I know one thing you
like.”
“That only counted as one thing?” It had felt like
ten blissful experiences in one.
“Mmm-hmm.” He trailed gentle kisses along her jaw
and throat. “Let’s figure out what else you like.”
“Let me catch my breath so I can figure out what you like.”
“I’m not finished with you yet.” He slid down her
body and gently licked and suckled one nipple while he squeezed and
tugged on the other. He continually stimulated her left breast with
harsh, rough motions of his fingers and mouth until it was
reddened, sore, and aroused, while her right breast was pampered
with tender touches and kisses that left it yearning, achy, and
excited. And her breasts weren’t the only parts of her body that
were throbbing with need. Her pussy was wet and swollen again
already. She had no doubt that he could make her come a
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