I wanted to take my time, to bring Remy to the brink with my fingers and mouth before I ever took my clothes off. But damn if she isn’t demanding. Forget trying my patience; she nearly had me exploding at the sight of her wiggling on my bed in her panties, fondling herself. She might look like a good girl, but underneath that innocent exterior is a vixen lying in wait, prepared to attack.
I couldn’t let her yet, though. Fumbling in the top drawer of my nightstand, I finally find a condom.
“I’m on birth control too,” Remy reassures me, her eyes watching as I slide the condom across the sheets.
She stretches out on my bed like a cat enjoying the sunshine. Her eyes are closed, and she doesn’t see me coming as I crawl up the bed without touching her legs.
Diving in, I lick from her opening to her pubic bone, reveling in her soft intake of breath. I can picture her eyes opening in wide surprise, but to my amusement, she remains silent. She relaxes into the bed, and I continue my exploration, parting her and sinking one finger into her warmth as I suck her clit. I crook my finger inside her to caress that sweet spot, then alternate flicks and circles with my tongue until her hips tense. I devour her with reckless abandon as she shudders, pressing into my face while her heady scent bombards me.
I’m hard as a rock now, her juices dripping down my chin. Patience is off the table again. I grab the condom and rip it open before rolling it over my erection. For the first time since disappearing between her legs, I get a good look at Remy’s face. She looks all too pleased with herself, a grin spreading across her face.
“Maybe being a little patient is a good thing,” she says, her hands splayed across her breasts. “You do excellent work. Five stars.”
“Planning to leave me a Yelp review later?”
She scoots down and wraps her legs around my waist. “I wasn’t aware the job was done.”
She reaches for me, her arms around my neck as she pulls me to her. Her slick heat rubs against my length, the pleasant sensation of the tease as arousing as the act itself.
“You’re a goddess,” I say against her mouth before covering her lips with mine, our kiss less careful and practiced this time, more demanding and urgent. As if we’ll never be here again.
She sucks on my tongue, the fantasy of what else she could do with that mouth sending my imagination into overdrive.
Her hand grasps me for the first time and it’s as if she already knows I like to be yanked to the left when being stroked. That beautiful mouth sucks my tongue again and it’s nirvana. She guides me to her, and we join in one swift movement. Her body writhes beneath me, thrusting upwards as if we aren’t close enough.
Our mouths part, our eyes lock as my hands find her waist again, and our hips align perfectly as I pump into her. Her face lights up, and I get the feeling this girl doesn’t always get what she wants… but she’s going to get everything she wants today.
She meets me, thrust for thrust, her mouth open in a small o as we move together. Her heels dig into my back.
The vulnerability of our locked gaze is a bit more than I anticipated. I’m normally generous in bed, but to care more about her pleasure than mine is a big step even for me. I could lose control right now, but I hold back because I want to watch her face this time, to see if she bites her lip or leans her head back. Maybe she covers her mouth so she won’t make a noise, and I can grab that hand and hear her cry out.
She lifts her ass off the bed, and I reach down to her slippery folds. The feel of moving into her mixed with her wetness is exhilarating. I’m doing this to her. With her. She growls at me. She fucking growls at me.
I pump faster, flicking her clit gently as I move, and pleasure clouds her eyes. Her tongue snakes across her lips, eyes focused on me moving in and out of her. She tenses beneath me, and I refrain from blinking, hungry for her pleasure. She leans her head back, pinching her nipples, and as her warmth clenches around me, her beautiful cries of passion follow. I’m right behind her, holding her hips again to brace myself before I collapse beside her, spent.