“I’m going to taste you now,” I said, lowering myself to the bed and breathing her in before I buried my face in all that sweetness.
I ran my tongue along her slit, and her body jolted off the bed. My God, how had she gone this long without being touched? I knew she’d had sex, but she clearly had never really been touched. Not the way a woman should be.
Not the way this woman deserved to be.
I took my time, licking and tasting every goddamn inch of her.
If I died right here, right now, my tombstone would read: Finnegan Charles Reynolds died eating the best pussy of his life.
“Finn, please. I can’t wait anymore,” she whined, and I pulled back to look at her. A layer of sweat covered her sweet body, her skin flushed and lips swollen from where I’d kissed her.
Her gaze held mine before I winked at her, pressing my thumb along her clit as my tongue went back to work. Her thighs squeezed against my ears as she bucked like a wild fucking bull.
My wild fucking bull.
I slipped my tongue in and out. Her walls were so tight I didn’t know how my dick would ever fit, but at the moment, I was in fucking ecstasy. I pressed my thumb harder, making little circles, somehow knowing exactly what she needed.
I felt her body tense just before she let go. She cried out my name with a gasp. Her pussy constricted around me as she rocked against my face. I sucked and licked and waited for her to ride out every last bit of pleasure.
My hands gripped her hips and kept her right there until she slowed. Her breaths were still wild and out of control, and I let go of the hold I had on her. I raised my head to look at her before moving up beside her, where her head was resting, a layer of sweat covering her cheeks and forehead. Her sage greens locked with mine, and she smiled.
“Wow,” she whispered. “I think the friends-with-benefits plan was the best idea we’ve had in a long time.”
“Better than the plan I had in third grade to see who could eat more sloppy joes in one sitting?”
“Well, I vomited for two hours after that brilliant plan, so I’d say this one is much better.”
“I’d eat your pussy over a sloppy joe every day of the week.”
She covered her face with her hands and laughed. “Oh my God, Finn. Stop.”
I wrapped my fingers around her wrists and pulled her hands away. “I’m not kidding. You have a spectacular pussy. Like the gold standard of all pussies. You should be proud. And I got to be the lucky bastard to taste you first.”
“Those are words I never thought I’d hear you say.” She shook her head.
“Me, too. But after that, I would tattoo those words across my chest.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. It was that good.”
“Thank you for—” She looked away, and I ran my fingers over her tits because I couldn’t help myself. Her gaze returned to mine. “Thank you for showing me how it could be.”
“There’s a lot more where that came from,” I teased.
Her hand moved between us as she rolled onto her side and stroked my erection over my boxers. “I want to taste you now, Finn.”
“You sure about that? Tonight is supposed to be about you and what you want.”
She pushed up on her knees and looked down at me. “I want to make you feel as good as you just made me feel. That’s what I want.”
“Well, then. I can’t turn down the beautiful woman with the magic pussy, can I?”
“At least not until after the holidays,” she teased, but it was a reminder that I had my work cut out for me. She thought this was temporary.
I knew that it wasn’t.
She rubbed her hands together, and my dick jumped to attention. He was already straining against my briefs, but now the bastard was threatening to tear through the fabric.
She leaned down and carefully tugged my boxers down as I sucked in a breath at the thought of what was to come.
Pun. Fucking. Intended.
“So, I’ve done this a few times, but I wasn’t very good at it. Feel free to give me pointers, okay?”
There was just something about this gorgeous woman with the green eyes and the magic pussy and the perfect tits asking me for pointers on how to suck my dick that literally did it for me.
She crawled onto the bed and waggled her brows before stroking me several times while her teeth sunk into her bottom lip.
“Reese, I’m going to come right here, right now, if you don’t stop playing.”
“Oh… who’s squirming now?” she teased.
My fingers tangled in her hair, and I didn’t miss the way she gulped but tried to shake it off. Hell, I knew her too well to be deceived.
“You can’t mess it up, Reese. I could come with you just staring at it.”
She laughed and shook her head at me.
“I’m not going to stare at it. I’m going to taste you the way you tasted me,” she purred, and it was sexy as hell.
“Ahh… someone’s bringing out the dirty talk, huh?”
And before I could process what was happening, she leaned down and swirled her tongue around the tip of my dick, and I nearly fucking lost it right there.
There was no more teasing. No more talking.
Because Reese fucking Murphy winked at me before leaning down and taking me in. She sealed her lips around my shaft, and her hand wrapped around the base of my dick, and my head fell back as I reveled in the feel of her.
Her tongue and her lips and fingers all moving in perfect rhythm.
I reminded myself to calm the fuck down. I wasn’t a teenage boy getting his first blow job.
But it sure as hell felt like it.
“Good fucking Christ, woman,” I hissed. “Just like that. So fucking good.”
And just when I thought it couldn’t get any better, she took me deeper. My cock hit the back of her throat, but she didn’t slow down. She met me thrust for thrust as I bucked against her.
My fingers tangled in her hair, helping her set the pace so I didn’t come too quickly.
My body was no longer in my control.
She took me in faster, and I nearly shot off the bed when the sensation moved through my body.
I tugged at her hair, trying to warn her. “I’m going to fucking come right now.”
But she didn’t pull away. She just continued moving.
My vision blurred. Bursts of light.
The fucking Fourth of July on steroids.
My body was scorching as I unleashed and went right over the edge.
A feral sound escaped my throat as I came harder than I’d ever come in my life.
And she stayed right there.
Taking every last drop without any hesitation.
I was still gasping and shaking when she pulled her mouth away, continuing to stroke me slowly. She used the back of her other hand to wipe her mouth as she stared at me with this questioning look.
“What the fuck was that?” I asked, tugging her down and tucking her beneath my chin. “I thought you said you needed pointers?”
She ran her fingers over my chest before pushing up on her elbows to look at me. “Well, that’s never happened before. The few times I did it, there was, er, no real finale.”
I barked out a laugh. “That fucker didn’t come, and he let you think it was because you weren’t good at it?”
“Something like that. But you’ve always given me more credit than I deserve,” she said, her voice just above a whisper.
“Or maybe you’ve just been with someone who didn’t see you the way he should.” I wrapped my arm around her, and her cheek rested against my chest.
“This was a good first day for us, huh?” she asked with a chuckle, but her voice sounded sleepy.
“Damn straight. And now you’re going to sleep like a champ until I wake you up for round two.”
I pulled the covers over us and kissed the top of her head, closing my eyes and breathing her in.
It was the most content I’d ever felt in my life. And I was a pretty content dude, so that was saying a lot. I wrapped my arms around her tighter, wanting to keep her for as long as I could.
And sleep took us both.
The sun-filled room woke me from a sound sleep. I stretched my arms over my head and immediately missed the warmth of Reese beside me. I pushed to sit up, looking down beneath the thin sheet to see I was still fully naked. I blinked a few times before I realized my best friend was sitting on the edge of the bed, already dressed.