Fuck.
I just meant for her to tear her clothes off and reveal her nakedness, but I can read the question buried within her words. She’s asking me how I want her to undress.
My cock twitches like a weapon trying to leap from its holster.
“Slowly,” I snarl.
She peels her tank top off with achingly steady movements, revealing the pink of her bra and the redness of her breasts from where I massaged them. Dropping it, she reaches around to undo her bra, again with slow movements.
“Look at me,” I snarl when she stares down at the bed.
She pulls her gaze to mine with a visible effort, and then she immediately looks away.
“I can’t. I’m sorry.”
“You don’t have to be nervous,” I tell her. “You’re beautiful, Tess. You’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever laid eyes on by far.”
She meets my gaze again, this time with a glimmering of bravery in the nervousness of her expression.
“Really?” she whimpers.
“Really,” I snarl. “Everything about you is perfect.”
She unclips her bra and I let out a growl. Her breasts spill free, large and round and sexy and perfect. Her nipples are hard and a juicy vein moves across one of her breasts, vivid and compelling, causing the war song of ownership to get even louder in my mind.
“The shorts,” I say, my voice choked. “I need to see that pussy. I need to taste it.”
“How do you want me to do it?” she murmurs.
“Bend over and shift that ass for me.”
“Okay,” she moans, lust making her voice tangled and hot.
She gets onto all fours and then reaches back, and then giggles as she falls onto her elbows.
I smirk, letting out a chuckle.
“Let me help you,” I say, moving forward.
I walk around the bed and sit down, gliding my hand up her thighs as she sticks her ass out. Reaching around, I undo her shorts and pull them down, revealing her ass inch by tantalizing inch.
Her panties are soaked, sticking to the denim, coming with her shorts as I pull them down to her knees. She lifts one knee and then the other, helping me to slip them over her calves and down her feet.
“Stay like that,” I growl, leaning back to take in the full glory of my woman.
Her pussy glistens pink, her hole winking at me as though her body is telling me how badly she needs to be taken. Her ass is round and glorious, fucking tasty-looking as she pushes it out toward me.
“On your back,” I gasp. “I need to taste you.”
She rolls over like the obedient virgin she is, spreading her legs and gazing down at me between her raised thighs. I kneel on the floor, reaching over and grabbing her thighs, and dragging her toward me.
She gasps and whimpers as I pull her to the end of the bed, her needy slit framed by her thick magnificent legs.
“Fuck, you smell delicious,” I groan, bringing my face closer to her slit.
“Really?” she whimpers, disbelief shivering in her voice.
“Really,” I growl. “You smell like heaven. I bet you taste the same too.”
She starts to say something, but then her voice trails off into shivers as I bring my tongue to her sex and drag it up one lip and down the other. Her body vibrates and she gasps musically as I move my tongue to her clit, engorged with her desire.
I groan as the sweet sticky taste of her swirls around my mouth, sucking on her clit and pressing my tongue hard against it.
She cries out and then clamps her hand over her mouth.
“What’re you doing?” I snarl, letting her clit go.
“I don’t know,” she whimpers.
“If you want to moan, moan,” I growl. “It’s good to hear how badly you want it, my beautiful shy virgin.”
I press my tongue harder against her, sliding it down to her hole and then moving inside of her. Her breaths become short as I slide into her hole, prying it open with the tip of my tongue.
My cock stiffens even more, the base pulsing, roaring at me to reach down and grab onto my shaft. She’s making the most intoxicating shivering noises, high-pitched and tantalizing, like any second she’s going to shatter and cream all over my mouth.
“Oh, oh, oh,” she gasps.
I fuck her sweet virgin hole with my tongue, addicted to the taste of her, tangy and juicy and everything I dreamed it would be. Ever since I saw her standing there in the diner, her waitress’s uniform wrapped tightly around her perfect body, I knew I needed to taste her creaming release.
I move my tongue out of her hole and return to her clit, sliding my hand up her thigh and bringing my middle finger to her quivering slit.
As I lick, I slide my finger in, deeper, and deeper, until I’m buried up to my knuckle and moving inside of her.