The bed dipped behind me, and his fingers found the waistband of my shorts, gently pulling them down. I lifted both legs to help him get them off.
All that was left was my panties and bra. Cane let out a deep, coarse groan behind me as he gripped one of my ass cheeks. He squeezed it with a sigh, and the bed dipped even more as he fully climbed on top of it. I felt heat behind me, and when I glanced over my shoulder, his face was near my behind.
He nuzzled his nose between the crack of my ass and I let out a gasp. This was different…and I was surprised that I liked it so much. Having him invade my personal space this way and take control? New. Different. Exciting.
He ran his nose up and down, and I felt the heat of his mouth near my pussy. Was that why he was doing this? To tease me? Get me worked up?
“You always smell so good,” he rasped. He brought his face forward with a sigh while pushing my panties aside. In an instant, his hot mouth brought me to life. I gasped as he kissed my pussy from behind. He kissed it again with a guttural groan, and a trail of goosebumps swept over my skin.
His hand came up to press between my shoulder blades and he pushed me down until the right side of my face was on the bed.
“Relax for me, Kandy Cane,” he mumbled, and that name—his sultry voice—automatically calmed me.
“I need you soft and wet, so I’m going to eat your pussy just like this. That okay?”
“Yes,” I breathed. I was tight, so raw and exposed. All I wanted was for him to take care of me, ease the tension in my body, and smother me with heat and dominance and power.
I waited for what felt like an eternity as he got off the bed. I heard rustling and figured he was taking off the rest of his clothes. The bed dipped again and his palm ran over the curve of my ass.
“You look so good like this,” he crooned. “Spread open, your pussy ready to be used. Are you ready for me, baby?”
“I am,” I sighed. I was so damn ready.
His face was even closer, and a finger ran through my slit, making my entire body shake.
He chuckled lowly. “So sensitive,” he teased. The heat of his mouth was closer to that area again. I could feel his breath streaming between my thighs, gentle as it ran over my sex. The warmth of his tongue was next, and it lightly curled over my clit. A sharp gasp flew out of me. I knew it was coming, but didn’t expect it to feel so amazing.
I moaned and shifted a bit, but Cane held my hip to keep me in place. His nose was almost near my untouched hole, and I don’t know how, but it felt so damn good.
“Stay just like that, baby,” he ordered, and his tongue ran through the slit and up to my clit again. “Let me eat this sweet pussy of yours.” His tongue plunged into me this time and he gradually withdrew, sliding it over my swollen core again. I couldn’t help the moans that flew out of me. He held my hips, licked, sucked, and plunged. It all felt so good, especially with his face so close to my ass. His tongue slid up so high that it almost neared the puckered hole again, but then it came back down, and I whimpered. He chuckled.
“I won’t go there yet.” Those were his final words before he finished me off. His tongue was magical, relentlessly lapping me up from behind until, finally, I came.
“Oh, Cane!” I squealed. He savored every drop.
“Mmm,” he groaned. “Fuck, baby. I love the taste of your cum.” He pulled back and sat up, but remained behind me. Something hard poked me and I knew what it was right away. Sliding a finger inside me, he groaned and said, “Oh, yeah. You’re ready for me.”
I shifted on my knees, adjusting my hips up, ready for him to take me. Placing a hand on the small of my back, he thrust his hips forward, allowing only the tip of his cock to touch my entrance.
“It may hurt a little in this position,” he mumbled. “If it’s too much, tell me to stop and I will.” I could hear how breathless he was. He was probably hoping I wouldn’t tell him to stop.
He inched forward, and while he did, I felt everything. His thick crown pushed into me, and I clutched the sheets, squeezing my eyes shut. I breathed when he told me to, and he pushed in a few more inches.
I accepted the pleasurable pain, knowing there would be a reward by the end of it. His size became easier to adjust around, but at this angle and with his girth, he felt so much bigger than before. I felt full already, and he wasn’t even completely inside me.