Little peach, let’s taste you again.
I slid my hands from her knees, up along her thighs, and toward her *. My wet fingers rubbed her clit and then I put my mouth on her again. I softly sucked on her and moved my tongue over her, slowly parting her folds and caressing the inside of her opening. I could feel her trying to push herself into me and then felt her hands on the top of my head as she leaned forward, pulling my face into her vagina. I reached up and grabbed her by the waist, holding her in position, making sure she couldn’t slide away from me. There was no way she was getting out of this.
She opened more and more to me, and with every second that passed, my cock grew for her too. She tasted so good on my tongue and I kept slipping it inside of her, drinking her up. My cock knew exactly what a fucking treat it was about to get. It was so hard in my pants it was practically fighting to get out. With every flick of her clit and suck of my lips, I could feel her heating up more.
She moaned and wrapped her legs around my head, almost crushing me between her tightly clenching thighs. She was so close, so close, but I couldn’t let her come. I swallowed her juice, then pulled free of her and got to my feet, catching her open mouth with my own. I wanted her to taste herself on my mouth. She caressed my tongue with hers as we kissed passionately.
Her mouth was as warm and ready as her * and I knew her hot, wet tongue wanted to run up and down my shaft. I needed it too. All I wanted was to be inside that sweet peach though, for my cock to be swallowed up inside her, and to watch her face as she took me in.
I lifted her off the sink and down to the ground, all the while keeping our mouths pressed together. She was so light I could have thrown her across the room if I’d wanted to, but I just let her drop gently to her feet. I pulled her head back by the hair, and stared into her eyes as I pushed her down to her knees. I wanted her to pull my cock out herself, take it in with her beautiful green eyes, and then let it sink into her waiting mouth.
She looked up at me, doe-eyed and hazy from my mouth on her. She didn’t know what to do next. As I stared down at her, my cock rose in my pants and was right in front of her innocent mouth. She licked her lips in anticipation. I gritted my teeth and glared as she gazed back up at me.
And then, as my cock continued to grow in my pants in front of her, I saw, just for a moment, the flash of fear at what was really about to happen.
That’s right, sweetheart. Playtime is over.
Chapter 9
Kelly
MY VISION WAS BLURRY EXCEPT for Hunter standing over me. I couldn’t catch my breath and just wanted his hands and mouth on me again. My core was hot and wet and I could feel the air in the room hugging my entire body. It was as if everything was closing in on me and getting tight around my body. There was pressure building up from every direction and I thought I was going to be crushed by the weight of it. I felt like I was in a tunnel that was caving in, and all I could see was him and his fury in front of me, taking his time deciding when to pull me out. I needed him to release me from this place. I needed him to rescue me like he had at the diner. I was weak and every inch of my body seemed to be quivering in agony, but this time I didn’t want it to stop. I wanted to stay where I was with this feeling, but also be saved from it at the same time.
What had he just done to me?
What was he about to do?
It was like everything else was washed away and it was only he and I and this moment. Time was creeping by in slow motion and every passing second seemed to go by too quickly yet take too long. It seemed like an eternity had passed in the blink of an eye since I’d handed him a drink and now I was left, aching and on fire, kneeling on my kitchen floor.
As I looked up, Hunter reached down to the bottom of the oil stained tank top that clung to his body, pulled it over his head, and dropped it to his side.
He was beautiful.