Her cunt tasted like heaven.
Of course it did. She was my sweetness.
I spread her thighs wider with my shoulders and lapped at her dripping slit again, this time lingering and tonguing her swollen clit.
Her eyes were closed and her head thrown back. She was completely lost to the pleasure of my mouth, her face flushed a pretty pink and her golden curls tumbling around her shoulders. She was stunning in her passion.
She moaned and tried to rock into the pressure, but my hands on her hips kept her firmly anchored to the bed.
I wasn’t about to let her take control.
She thought she wanted a good dicking. My sweet girl who started spouting prayers at the mere thought of a man’s mouth on her.
My mouth on her.
I suckled her clit gently, and her moan turned into a whimper as her legs clamped tightly around my shoulders.
No, Taylor didn’t need a good dicking.
What my girl needed was satisfaction. Relief.
I could give her that.
And then leave her just as sweet as I found her.
I braced my forearm across her hips, freeing my other hand for much more important work.
As I entered her tight cunt with one finger, her earlier plea for sex came back to me: revirginization prevention.
I’d laugh, except—fuuuck she was tight.
I knew she wasn’t a virgin, but…
If I was going to fuck her tight cunt—
I glanced at her gorgeous, flushed face. She was still lost in the moment. After feasting on the curve of her full lips, her pouting nipples, and the neat indent of her tiny waist, I turned my attention back to her needy pussy.
If I was going to have her, I’d need to stretch her passage, work her up to two fingers, then three so she could take me.
I groaned at the feel of her inner walls fluttering around my finger. She was so close, and I’d barely touched her.
My girl was desperate to come.
I softly licked her clit as I slowly finger-fucked her. Even as gentle as I was, she was right there, right on the edge with her breathy little pants and her moans, so I pulled back.
I kissed her dark blonde curls and ran the tip of my drenched finger around her opening, up and around her pleasure nub, not quite touching, only teasing.
But then I couldn’t help myself.
Her sweet, wet cunt was begging for more.
It was snug, but I worked two fingers inside her as I licked her swollen clit.
A growl rumbled in my chest unchecked as I thought about stretching her enough to take my cock.
The feel of her tight passage as I rode her bare.
Spilling my seed inside her fertile womb.
The rumble of my possessive growl pushed her over the edge. She came with my fingers inside her and my mouth suckling her clit.