Page 142 of What Started In Deception

She gasped as she tipped her head back.

“I take it this is okay?”

“Yes,” she whispered. “It certainly puts a new spin on things.”

He grinned as he moved his fingers back and forth in the same rhythm that she used on herself, pushing them deeper, finding her G-spot.

“Ty,” she moaned as her hips began to rock while her stomach muscles quivered. “Don’t stop.”

He shook his head, feeling her getting wetter. “Never.”

Her fingers moved faster against herself as her hips jerked with her quiet whimpers. “Keep going. Keep going,” she shuddered out over and over. And then she tipped her head back as her body went rigid before she cried out.

He groaned, aroused as hell, feeling her rhythmic contractions against his fingers, ready to give her more. Settling his face between her legs, he yanked her closer, taking over, sliding his tongue over her slick bud.

She jerked as she moaned.

He went back again with long strokes before he circled and teased with little flicks as he brought his hands up to play with her nipples.

“Yes, Ty,” she said as she sat up on her elbows, watching him work.

He added a gentle suckle as her hips moved again.

“Keep doing that.” Her hands found their way into his hair, pulling his mouth closer. “Please, keep doing that.”

He suckled again before he moved in a gentle swirl, keeping his tongue soft, knowing that light pressure got her off.

She jerked as she panted out each breath—as her hips rocked in the familiar frantic rhythm while her entire body started to tremble. “Please,” she said again, then she moaned long and loud as she pulsed against his mouth.

“Oh my… Ty,” she struggled to say, still in the throes of ecstasy.

He brought her down slowly with more gentle strokes, listening to her exhale little whimpers. It was all he could do not to climb on top of her and finish them both off, but he made his way back up her body, kissing her while she still shuddered.

“Ty,” she whispered, wrapping her arms around him, sweaty now.

He kissed her again. “Do you want to keep going?”

She nodded, all but undone.

“How do you feel about doggy?”

“I feel amenable.”

He grinned as he moved to stand on his knees.

She joined him, kissing him deeply before she settled on all fours.

He gripped her hips and entered her slowly, moaning as he slid into her tight wetness, watching her tense in a deep dip as her body began to quake—as she cried out, coming again.

“Oh my God, Ty.”

“Lyd,” he groaned, pumping fast and hard, keeping her going until her orgasm ebbed.

“Like this,” she said breathlessly as she dropped her head to lay her cheek against the pillow. “I want to be like this.”

He clenched his jaw, staring at her excellent ass in the air, her slim, sexy back, and her perfect, pretty face flushed while she still caught her breath. “Whatever you want.”

And then she began to move, sliding back and forth.