Page 36 of Make Me Forget
I drew her knees over my shoulders and slid my hand up onto her belly. Without prompting, she anchored my hand and wrist with both of her hands and let me takecontrol.
Oh fuck, she tastes like heaven. Like denying yourself ice cream during a long, hot summer only to finally get your own cone and lick the first drip off the edge. I couldn’t warn her, because I didn’t realize. I pulled her in tighter and licked her slit to clit in long, hard strokes with the flat of my tongue. The ferocity of it surprised even me, the man humping the edge of the goddamn bed right now. I didn’t think I could get more of my face in her pussy until she let out a groan tinged with a sigh, and it did mein.
I shifted my hands until I held both her hips hard in my grasp and fucked her with my tongue, my teeth, my nose, anything and everything to wring that sound from heragain.
She shifted her fingers up into my hair, threading her nails along my scalp, and my own knees started to shake from the force of my arousal. My hard cock whacked against the bed as I shifted, climbed, maneuvered her whatever way I could get her to give memore.
More.
More.
More.
Her nails dug into my scalp and precum leaked out the head of my cock. I couldn’t resist any more. I shifted her back to the bed and dragged my thumb over her clit while I fucked her little hole with mytongue.
She came with a wracking pant, her whole body shaking against my lips. And fuck, I wasproud.
Reducing a woman to a wet, shaking, satisfied mess. Hell yeah. I felt that pride in mytoes.
I removed my hand and licked her slowly, bringing her down with me, despite my aching cock begging to be insideher.
I finally lifted my face and looked up at her. With her head tilted up so she could look at me, she gave me a slow and lazysmile.
“Your turn,” she added and dropped her head back to thebed.
