You gently thrust your body against mine, then used your other free hand to stroke my forehead, my cheek. ‘Where?’ you applied a little more pressure, cupping upwards. You tapped and I groaned in response, my eyes rolling back before closing. You giggled, then started working your fingers faster. My back was arching, my chest pressing against yours, my lips grazing your neck as I called your name over and over, a sign to you that I was about to cum. But then suddenly you withdrew your fingers.
‘Eurghh not again, why??’ I whimpered, flopping back onto the pillow, almost in tears.
You smirked at me, your eyes twinkling, ‘I just—‘ Your breath hitched when you looked down at your fingers, your expression softening, darkening.
I followed your gaze, ‘oh sorry, it’s come early,’ I said, trying to sit up. But you scrambled down before I could, quickly pushing my legs back. In less than a second, your tongue was sliding through my slit. You moaned at the taste, moving up slightly to suck my clit, your fingers reentering me, fast pumps then pulling out again, you sat back for a moment only to suck on your fingers. Then again, diving into my pussy, slurping, licking, playing with me, just wanting to taste, stopping any action before I got too close.
By this point I was so overstimulated, it was a slight flick of your tongue against the tip of my clit that had me lose it. Gasping, ‘baby please, I’m cumming. I’m cumming.’ My legs were shaking, and you gripped them tight, not losing focus of my pussy as you continued eating. I came right in your mouth and you kept going, your mouth soft and wet against my sensitive parts. ‘No baby, no. Stop now,’ tears were streaming down my face.
But you ignored me, your lips still latched on, wreaking me even more. I literally had to push your shoulders back, kicking and tussling before you finally stopped. I slouched against the headboard, my heart beating fast. You were on your knees at the other end of the bed, leaning forward, arms straight in front of you with your weight resting on your fingertips, ready to pounce. I looked at you, my eyes wide. But you only grinned back at me, blood staining your teeth.