I held my breath as he slowly kissed his way closer and closer to my aching, slick pussy. I wanted him to touch me there so badly, and yet I never wanted this to end. I didn’t want this to be over too soon. I wanted to savor every piece of it.
John nipped at my thigh, leaving a mark, and I shivered, a mewl escaping me. John smirked. “You’re just too delicious.”
Fuck, he was so sexy. I felt like I was going to burst into flames from how turned on I was and how much I wanted him.
He kissed further up, his tongue flicking out across my skin, right up until he was only inches away from where I most wanted him. I trembled all over, digging my fingers into the sheets on the bed. This was so much sexier than I could’ve ever thought up in my head. As vivid as my imagination was, it could never make up for having the real thing.
John at last licked at my folds, tasting how wet I was. “You’re so desperate already, baby,” he purred.
Oh, yes, I was desperate. I’d wanted him for so long, there was no way I couldn’t be.
He licked through my folds again, dragging the flat of his tongue along them, savoring me. “You taste so good.”
I shivered again, and then cried out as he lapped at my clit. Fuck, yes, he was so hot like this and it felt so good to be touched like this. His broad shoulders kept my legs spread wide and his tongue was so talented, curling and pressing down flat, I felt dizzy with desire and pleasure.
“John,” I whispered. I had thought his name so many times as I’d orgasmed alone from my fingers, and now I couldn’t stop saying his name. He was here, with me, eating me out and then, oh then, he was going to fuck me.
“Yes,” John replied, his voice a low groan. “Keep saying my name.”
“John, John, John,” I chanted. Oh, fuck yes. I would say his name until the end of time, I’d say whatever he wanted so long as he kept running his tongue over my clit like—just like—like that, oh, fuck.
My hips twisted uncontrollably, and I writhed, helpless in his hands and beneath his mouth. He was relentless, determined. I had no doubt that he was doing everything to make me come, and it was working. I could feel my orgasm building in the base of my spine, stronger and stronger, like a tidal wave that I couldn’t escape.
Not that I wanted to escape. Not in the slightest. On the contrary, I wanted to run to meet it. I wanted to take everything that John would give me.
John continued to tease me, licking into me over and over, is fingers brushing up against my entrance as a reminder of what we would soon be doing, how he would be entering me and claiming me. I hadn’t been with anyone else and I didn’t intend to be. I wanted John to give this experience to me, to fill me for the first time.
“Yes,” I chanted, both in pleasure and in anticipation of what was to come. “Yes, John, yes, yes!”
My orgasm shuddered through me and it felt like the whole room had been shaken by an earthquake as I moaned my release. I had never come so hard before. It felt so fucking good.
John continued to lick at me, even as I twitched with oversensitivity. The pleasure felt like it was unending.
“If you thought that was good,” John teased, “just you wait.”
Oh, I was definitely in for the best night of my life.
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