Page 35 of From the Embers

“Not even any double-sided tape,” she tells me triumphantly.

“Dirty little girl.” I move to her other breast, wanting to take my time and not rip this fucking dress to smithereens. That would be a damn shame.

Her hands in my hair are driving me wild. I never knew I liked that until now. “Please, Denver, I need your mouth on me.”

“Where, Adi? Where do you need it?”

I hover over her stomach, planting kisses all over her. “Everywhere.”

“I think you can do better than that.”

She cups one breast over my hand. “Here.”

I pull the tube part of the dress down. She’s still covered by the black mesh, but I see her for the first time. Her tits are a goddamn work of art. I suck her once more through the material, palming the other nipple as she groans. “Where else?”

“Between my legs, b-but you don’t have to…” She groans once more as I cup her there.

“Don’t be shy now, Adi. I know that’s not who you are.”

“I-I’m not being shy.”

“Say it then. Where else do you want me to touch you?”

“My pussy.”

I work my way down to my knees and press my face between her thighs as she parts her legs wider. “I’ve been wondering how sweet you taste since I first saw you in the bar.”

“Jesus, you talk dirty, too?”

“I don’t just talk dirty, I play dirty.” I slide her dress up, her black panties coming into view as I kneel before her. “Holy fucking shit. You sure you’re not sent down from heaven just to torture me?”

“Denver,” she cries when I kiss her over the material. I love teasing her, it could become my new pastime.

I look up at her. “Have you thought about me doing this?”

“Uh huh.”

I grin. “How wet are you for me?”

“So wet.” Her breathing is labored already and I’ve barely even touched her.

I love dragging on the anticipation. I want her slippery as fuck.

I pull her panties to one side and swallow hard at the sight before me. “So fucking pretty,” I mutter, parting her with my fingers as I lick her, my eyes rolling into the back of my head.

She squirms, her hands gripping me tighter. “Oh god, oh god…”

I play with her clit with the edge of my tongue, then suck her lips either side, groaning at the taste. “So fucking sweet, baby girl, just like I knew you’d be.”

I lave her all over. Eating pussy is my specialty, and she is too delicious to not devour.

Feeling how wet she is, I slide a finger inside her and she cries out. So responsive. It makes my dick rock hard. I lave her again with my tongue, fingering her tight pussy until she’s writhing against the wall, panting that she’s coming. I look up as she tilts her head back and then she comes all over my tongue, crying my name on a strangled garble. So glorious is the sight that I almost shoot my load in my pants.

I need better access to her body. Standing, I lift her and she wraps her legs around my waist.

We kiss, and she tries to undo my shirt frantically. I chuckle. “So eager to get me naked, beautiful?”

“Oh, you bet,” she whispers. “I’m dying to see you in all your glory.”