The salty sensation filled my mouth, and I took it in stride, swallowing. I had always loved the taste unlike a few of the other women I knew who wanted to gag when it happened. I sucked him off, cleaning him up before I pulled back and moved so that my face was even with his.
I was going to lean down, kiss him, but he was smirking, and I took a hesitant moment to see just what that smirk meant. Before I knew it, I was on my back, Ethan hovering over me. Placing a finger on my chin, he was kissing me fully, and I opened my mouth to him, slipping my tongue into his as he worked my bra off.
Ethan pulled back to admire my breasts in all their exposed glory. I really wished I had picked a better built form to have taken, to give him a lot more to play with. But being a size C would have to do. He came back down, his mouth crashing into mine as his hands found my breasts. My breathing hitched as he squeezed them gently at first before becoming more firm.
His thumb grazes my nipple, and I can't help but shift. I want him to do more. He takes one between his fingers and gently pinches it before he leaves my mouth and starts trailing kisses down my neck and over my collar bone, leaving my skin set on fire in his wake. He moves down to one breast, taking it into his mouth, sucking on it for a moment before he starts flicking his tongue, making me inhale sharply as I arch my back into him. My hands are kneading the bed. There is a fire in me that needs to be quenched.
As he moves to the other breast, I want to wrap my legs around him, for him to take me hard. I am coming undone at his hands, and we'd barely started. His tongue finds my nipple as his hand works its way down to my stomach, grazing my skin ever so lightly, teasing me, before it rests on the edge of my panties.
He crawled backwards down so he was face to face with my center. His hands practically tore my panties off, and his hands just trailed lightly up and down my inner thigh before his mouth crashed into those lips making me arch my back, pushing my body into him.
He found my button, the button that made me moan in pleasure, the button where if pushed, I had no control over my body anymore.He suckled it, took it between his teeth and used his tongue again. I couldn't stop the moan that escaped my lips. Soft at first, but as he started flicking his tongue and added two fingers into me, I couldn't stop the loud moan being released. My hands worked their way to his head of hair, and as his pleasuring continued, I started pulling his hair, not hard, but enough for him to know how much I was enjoying this, how much I wanted him.
The heat waves coursing through my body became unbearable to resist, and I found myself shuttering beneath him, an audible moan following in time."Now. I need you now," I told him. I could feel him smiling into before he pulled away and hovered over me, his eyes locked with mine.
"What do you need?" he asked me, a smirk on his lips. I closed my mouth, I was not one to beg. He leaned down, his breath in my ear, "Tell me what you want."
I arched my hips up so I could feel where he was and align my body with his before I wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him down to me. One of my hands went to the sweet curve of his ass, my nails grazing the skin. My free hand went to the back of his neck and pulled his mouth to mine. I broke away long enough to respond, "I want your cock in me. Now." I plead.
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