“Look at me,” I tell her. She looks down the length of her body, her chest heaving, her tits rising and falling as she hyperventilates, and my cock starts throbbing again. It feels like I’m about to blow my load everywhere, and she hasn’t even touched me. Fuck, I haven’t even touched myself yet. Sophia makes eye contact with me as I slide my tongue out of my mouth and gently flick her clit with it.
“Shit,” she hisses. “Oh my god.” She blinks, her eyelids fluttering, but she doesn’t close her eyes. She watches me as I’ve asked her to. Slowly, I work the tip of my tongue back and forth, applying just the right amount of pressure to kick things off. Sophia gasps for air like she’s a woman drowning.
She tastes fucking incredible. There’s something about eating pussy. It’s always been one of my favorite parts of sex, but eating Sophia’s pussy is a whole different ball game. She doesn’t have one of those barely-there pussies, everything neatly tucked away. She has pussy lips, and I fucking love sucking on them. Teasing them. Teasing her everywhere—over her clit, over the slick, wet entrance to her pussy, down, over her asshole. Everywhere.
Sophia’s soon shaking, trembling, her whole body vibrating as I work my magic. She makes frantic, desperate sounds as I suck gently on her clitoris, laving my tongue up and down quickly with the very tip of my tongue again.
“Fuck. Holy shit, Jamie. This is…this is…”
Driving her fucking wild. I can tell by how wet she is. It’s turning me on like crazy every time the sweet, glossiness of her pussy hits my tongue. She shied away from it when I asked her just now, but it’s not long before she’s rocking as best she can against my mouth, grinding her hips, riding me just like I wanted her to. She loses herself, completely withdrawn as she ascends toward her climax. I hold onto her tight, sucking, licking, swirling my tongue, as she grows more and more frenzied. Her tits bounce like crazy as she rocks, and it’s a miracle I’m not coming all over myself as she suddenly screams, head tipped back, chest proud, and she comes hard in my mouth.
“Oh my god! Oh my god!” She repeats this over and over as she comes, her body still shaking. I hold onto her tight, making sure she doesn’t go anywhere as I continue to flick my tongue against her overly sensitive clit. “Shit, Jamie. Shit. Stop, please! Kansas, Kansas, Kansas!”
I probably wouldn’t stop if not for the safe word; it’s far too much fun watching her flip her shit. I need her to trust me, though. I need her to feel safe, so I stop.
Quickly I place her down on her stomach and untie her hands and feet. She’s boneless, unable to move as I spin her over onto her front and retie just her hands this time.
The item I collected from the bathroom has tumbled to the floor. I pick it up and hold it so she can finally see it. Her eyes, dazed and glazed over one second, are suddenly round and alert the next. “You are not using an electric toothbrush on me, Jamie.”
“Oh, but I am.” I turn it on, and Sophia pales a little at the high-pitched whir.
“I can’t take it. My clit will literally fall of my body.”
“I bet it won’t. I bet you’ll enjoy it an awful lot. Open your legs, Sophia. Open them for me and I won’t have to go find another toy to tease you with after this one.”
She swears under her breath. “Remember. Kansas,” she says, and then she opens her legs. She’s soaking wet. If she weren’t I might have rethought the toothbrush, but it won’t make her sore if she’s like this. It’ll send her into fucking outer space, and I will have the pleasure of watching that happen.
Carefully, I apply the vibrating end of the toothbrush against her clit, and Sophia’s hips rise as her eyes roll back into her head. She’s amazing. She’s so fucking beautiful. I watch for the next three minutes as she falls apart, and I take hold of my dick when she comes, finally stroking it, squeezing hard as she screams and pants. Her orgasms are impressive, consuming things.
I let her catch her breath before I allow myself to fuck her. Her eyes snap open, her lips slightly parted when she feels me slide inside. “God, Jamie,” she whispers.
“Wanna call Kansas?” I ask.
“No. No way.” She loops her bound hands over my head and hugs me to her. I fuck her with the force of a derailed freight train. After so much teasing, my dick is so sensitive, so hard, so ready to fuck that I have to fight off my own orgasm twice before I give in. Sophia’s thighs tighten around me, holding me deep inside her, my balls covered in her come, and I explode.
When it’s over, when we’re both spent and exhausted, our bodies tangled up in each others, our lips numb from the thousands of kisses we rain down on each other’s skin, we sleep like the dead. And I don’t think either of us minds.
CHAPTER TEN
CADE