Her fingers dance along the tops of my shoulders as she watches me. After a moment of just drinking her in, I lean forward and gently kiss the underside of one breast. It’s softer than her lips, which I didn’t think was possible, and I lean in to rub my face against it. Then I move to the other and do the same thing, wanting to rub her body all over mine. How is she so fucking soft?
“Clay,” she hisses when I suck one nipple into my mouth, because now I want to know what it tastes like.
She’s like fresh silk as I lick her there, learning every curve she owns. I want her body to be so attuned with mine that she opens for me the second I lay my eyes on her.
“Let me see all of you,” I demand. This time my voice is not so gentle.
My hands are at the button of her jeans, and her fingers come there to meet mine. I look up into her eyes, and she opens them for me, a silent invitation to take what I want. Oh, I plan on it.
My lack of experience won’t impede my eager need and how desperate I am to have her. I want to know what that orgasm she had tasted like, and I plan on eating my fill between her legs.
When I take her jeans off, I yank her panties down with them so they’re around her knees bunched up. Her legs are tight together, but I still see the small patch of curls hidden between them, and I fall forward to bury my nose in it. I inhale deep, all the way to the bottom of my lungs, trying to have as much of her in me as I can. I’ve found the source of her sunshine and I want to bathe in it.
“Oh god,” she whispers in a shaky voice as I keep smelling her and rubbing my face all over her pussy.
Maybe I am the bear everyone says I am, because all I want to do is rub all over her and then hibernate between her legs. I have this overwhelming need to get her scent on me so I never forget it or have to go without.
“More,” I growl and shove her jeans lower until she steps out of everything. Without thought, I pick her up and toss her back on the bed, dragging her ass to the edge. “Spread.”
Seeing her completely naked on my bed has made me crazy. Suddenly I’m a bull with a red flag waving in front of me as she widens her knees and shows me all the pretty pink that waits for me.
I curse and crawl to her pussy like I’ve found water in the desert. I’m desperate to drink her in. She cries out, and her hands go to my hair, but I won’t be stopped.
I lick over her clit and her wet lips, and she’s messy with need. I rub it all over my face like a man in battle and then slide two fingers inside of her. I don’t know what possesses me to do it, but I just need to feel her, feel inside of her, right this second.
“I-I think…oh shit.”
I suck on her lips, rocking my fingers inside of her. Then when I do the same to her clit, her back arches, and she comes off the bed as she cries out in pleasure. It’s too fast, and I don’t want it to be over, so I growl as I flip her over and pull her ass back.
She’s on her knees now with her face in the bed as I wiggle my tongue inside where my fingers were. I pet her clit while my tongue fucks her, and she’s getting louder. I want her to scream the fucking house down so everyone knows she belongs to me.
The sight of her bent over like this and ready for my cock is too much for me. With my other hand I jerk open my jeans and let my cock flop free between us, hard and heavy with cum.
I switch hands so that I can use the wet one to jack myself off while I eat her pussy. I’ve never been one to masturbate, but right now I don’t have a choice. I have to fucking cum right this second.
She makes a whining sound, and when I look up, I see she’s staring back at me, at my cock. She’s watching me jerk off and the slapping sounds of my hand on my dick echo in the room.
“You wanna watch?” For some reason I want her to see it. I want to be as raw and real as I can in front of her. I don’t want anything between us, and that includes being shy.