Chapter 7
Her fingers curl around my hair, pushing me into her as much as possible. I dip the tip of my tongue into her tight hole causing her legs to quiver and her pussy to spasm around me. I know she’s getting close to an orgasm and my mouth is anxiously waiting to taste her sweet fluid.
“Are you close, baby?” I ask her while replacing my tongue with my index finger and instantly feel her clench around it. “Tell Daddy when you’re going to come.”
I push my finger in deeper and curl it under her sweet spot just as my mouth wraps around her swollen clit once more. My tongue laps at her clit with fast circular motions, increasing the pressure as I suck on her pulsing bud and softly nibble.
“Oh, shit!” she cries out loudly.
The combination of my finger and mouth has her wiggling
around on the counter, unable to control the orgasm that’s close
to barreling down on her. “I’m going to come, Daddy!” she
screams.
With my free hand, I hold her hips steady while my mouth
continues to coax out her climax. After a few seconds, I feel her
body stiffen and her pussy clamps around my finger as a gush
of warm juices drips onto my tongue.
I lick up every drop, savoring the delicious taste of her climax, and then gently caress her sensitive clit with my tongue. “Wow,
that was incredible!” she whimpers on a deep exhale while her
body continues to shiver from the aftershock.
I slowly pull my finger away from her throbbing pussy and suck
it clean. My cock throbs harder and a low, animalistic growl
pours out of me.
Fuck, I can’t get enough of her divine taste.
“I’m glad you enjoyed it,” I say and place a kiss on her lips.
Allowing her to briefly taste her own slick juices.
I can tell by the wild lust shining beneath her eyes that she’s
desperate for more. But for now, she’ll have to be patient. I
offered to cook her a nice birthday meal and if I fuck her right
now, I’m not going to want to stop.
We might never make it out of the bedroom.
Abby sits up on the counter and I scoop her into my arms, noticing a small puddle of her wetness on the marble before placing her feet on the ground. A smile crosses over my face at the sight of the remnants of her arousal.
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If it was up to me, I’d leave it there. Proudly display the reminder of the first orgasm I gave her for a few days. But Abby quickly grabs a paper towel and starts to wipe it up, her cheeks
burning bright red.
“I didn’t realize how much of a mess I made,” she says with a
slight chuckle.
I laugh and wrap my arms around her. “Don’t be embarrassed,
it’s sexy as hell,” I reassure her and give her right ass cheek a
firm squeeze. “Now sit down, I promised you a nice meal and I
refuse to let you starve on your birthday.”
Abby
My body is a trembling pile of nerves as I’m watching Luke
prepare our dinner. The pleasure he’d just given me with his
mouth was unlike anything I could’ve ever imagined. I can’t help but wonder since he’s so skilled with his tongue, how amazing
his cock will feel inside of me.
And judging by the size of his bulge, it’s going to be a challenge for me to take all of him. But I’m desperate to try.
It almost doesn’t seem real. I can’t believe I went from being
nervous around Luke, to being so wanton and anxious to have him inside of me. I’m practically aching for him.
I’ve never felt this way about a man. Just watching him move around the kitchen is enough to make my body tingle and a rush of wetness to drip between my thighs. And since I forgot to put my panties back on, it’s beginning to leak onto the stool
beneath me.
I’m buzzing with so much arousal that I’ve almost forgotten. about Jason cheating on me. I feel like a part of me should be upset and heartbroken over his betrayal. But I’m not at all.
If anything, I’m grateful. If it wasn’t for Jason cheating on me, I
wouldn’t have run into Luke. I wouldn’t have had the chance to
experience the most mind–blowing orgasm ever.
Though he’s much older and should be off limits, Luke is more
perfect for me than Jason ever could be.
And the way he’s looking right now as he’s cooking our food his
shirt clinging to his muscular arms with every motion, his defined chest heaving with every breath he takes, the way his gorgeous eyes light up when he occasionally glances my way I can’t help but fall for him even more.
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.