Undeniably Yours (Torn, #3.5)(23)
“Step aside and bend over with your hands touching your toes,” I told her.
A sharp hiss came from her, but she never voiced out a complaint, which showed she wanted this as much as I did.
I couldn’t help licking my lips when I watched her slowly position herself to my liking; bent over, clutching her toes with her ass up in the air, ready for my annihilation. The mere sight of her alone in this position had already made me spurt my pre-cum. Yeah, I was way more excited than what I let on. Tonight, however, was her night… Emma. I was going to worship her; her body, her beauty.
She was one of a kind, unique, and I was going to take extra time and effort to make sure she knew that she was damn special.
From the base of her butt’s crevice, my thumb slowly glided down until it reached her soft, sensitized area. A growling gasp was rendered from her when my thumb purposely grazed her anal entrance. I wanted the entire process to be slow—so excruciating that she was going to be in pain from the need. Want. I was desperate for her to crave me as much as I craved her. This method would take patience and extra attentiveness, and I was going to get there, come hell or high water.
My treacherous thumb went further into her wet folds, stroking until it reached her hot button of pleasure then went back down to tease her entrance. Her pu**y was scorching hot—a furnace—and God only knew how much hotter it was going to get once I stuck my digit inside her opening.
My enchantress was panting, gasping for air as she squirmed about, trying too hard not to scream her frustration for me to get a move on.
My eyes watched my thumb circle inside her, softly pressing in and out of her while I listened to her whimper my name.
“Do you like what I’m doing to you, Emma?” She made a guttural moan, gasping and begging for more with her eyes closed.
Inching my nose closer to her pu**y slit, I inhaled her scent before I buried the tip of my nose in and glided upwards. My tongue stuck out to gather her nectar as I glided it until my lips reached her anus. My tongue circulated around, prepping her for my next ambush.
I inserted my thumb inside her rectal opening. Emma yelped, tensing at my intrusion. She immediately opened her mouth to say something, but I halted her protest when I stuck my middle finger inside her pu**y.
“God, Bass! Uhhh—what—” she heaved out, slightly shaking, before I heightened my momentum. “Oh God!” she cried when my finger started twirling and sliding in and out of her juicy cunt. The more wetness that seeped out, the more I gathered towards her clit, slathering it all over her labia.
Watching her reaction to my touch was such a turn on for me. I didn’t need any completion of my own, this alone was enough.
“Do you want more?” I rasped out, unwilling to slow down. Nothing was going to stop me, not even if this cottage was taken down by a storm.
“As much as you can give me,” she implored.
“That’s my girl.” I kissed her pu**y lips before I pulled my fingers out of her stretched holes. Emma immediately sighed with relief. We’ve barely just begun, my beauty. I smirked at the thought of her believing that it was almost over. We were far from it.
Getting to my feet, I arched down to slowly kiss up her spine, starting from the base as I slowly helped her up until I reached the back of her neck then I slowly massaged the back of her head. Her position wasn’t intended for long, but I was going to make sure she got her circulation back before I resumed my onslaught.
Emma leaned against my chest, sighing as she lavished the feeling of me massaging her head.
“Ready?” I whispered into her ear before she gave me a smile then a nod.
Cautiously, I carried her towards the bed, carefully placing her on the edge, enough for the top part of her body to be laid down while the rest hung against the side of the mattress. I knelt before her, eyes connecting with hers before I cupped her ass and pulled her a little bit further down with her slicked lips much closer to my tongue.
Emma arched her body, lifting her soaked cunt towards my face, begging for me to finish her with an orgasm. “Bass…” she moaned, biting her bottom lip.
Oh baby, keep saying my name like that and I might end up taking you now. My cock twitched as I absorbed the picture of her before me, begging to be f*uked.
My tongue curled atop my bottom lip as I spread her legs open wide then folding them and planting her soles against her butt cheeks. “Hold onto your legs. Don’t let go until I tell you to, understand?” I commanded before taking hold of her hands and situating them where I wanted her to hold on until I was done with her.
My hands were now splayed and pressed on her inner thighs as I applied more pressure and pushed them further apart, opening her to the hilt. The sides of her folded legs were touching the bed, all wide and completely accessible to me; mine to do with as I pleased.
“I won’t let go until you tell me to,” she promised.
My wicked smile resurfaced again. “Good girl, Emma.”
Blowing air against her exposed slit, I wanted some of her wetness to subside because she needed to feel the full impact of what I had in mind next. Pulling mints out of my pocket, I opened the tiny tin can and popped six little blue squares into my mouth then softly sucked out the sweetness they brought to my tongue.
My eyes glittered as they focused on her exposed genitalia. Emma, bewitched and entranced, watched as I puckered my lips and slowly blew the minty breath on her sensitive pu**y all the way down to her anal entrance, ever so slowly, before going back up again.