“Okay, spread your legs wider, and here, let me lift your ass.” I easily put her in position. As I studied the picture, I slid two pillows under her back. “Okay. How does that feel?” I stared into her mesmerizing eyes, and she giggled.
“Am I supposed to feel something? I’m just lying here on a couple of pillows.”
“Well, I haven’t started the magic yet. But I wanted to check to see if you were comfortable first.” I gave her a raised eyebrow that she was so jealous of because she couldn’t do it. Then I kneeled between her legs and took two fingers, gliding them along either side of her clit. My strokes were slow and deliberate, while my free hand gently squeezed her nipple.
“Fuck,” she breathed out in pleasure, and I skillfully intensified my movements.
Her hips were rocking to the rhythm of my fingers, and I reached for the suction toy.
“Here, you can use this.” I turned it on before handing it to her.
“What are you going to do?” She stared at me while I kept dragging my nails up and down her wet lips.
I leaned between her legs, getting close enough for her to feel my presence without physically touching her. “Why don’t you wait and find out?” When I exhaled, my warm breath brushed against her glossy core, making her tremble.
Then I waited for her to place the suction where my fingers had been. Once she had the toy in the desired position, I playfully traced my tongue along her entrance, causing her to gasp. Then I opened her wider with my fingers to let myself fully taste her pool of desire. I moved deeper inside while her hips rocked toward my face. I glided my nose up and down her slit, making sure to use every part of my face to please her and arouse every one of my senses—she was irresistible.
By the time her juices dripped off my chin, she was ready for some deeper penetration. Three fingers easily went inside, and she shuddered.
“Oh shit.”
As I applied pressure to the front wall, her pussy tightened around my fingers. The connection between us was electric. Every caress of my fingers caused her body to surge with anticipation. Then, with a quivering sigh, it appeared her body surrendered to the overwhelming pleasure, releasing a torrent of liquid ecstasy that enveloped us. Her body trembled incessantly, as if aftershocks were surging through her veins.
I stayed inside as she rode out the sensation, but she threw the clit sucker behind her as she flopped her arms above her head limply. When she appeared completely spent, I removed my fingers and gently glided through her slick juices, arousing her already tender nerves.
“You have to stop. I’m going to pass out.”
“Well, I’d say we found a winner, yeah?” I waggled my brows, and she couldn’t even formulate a response. “I’ve never known you to only go one round.”
“Yeah, well, you’ve never made me squirt before.” She let out a deep exhale, like it was her dying breath.
“Touche. But that sounds like a challenge.” I laughed.
“I would hit you if I could move. But I think all my energy was tied up in the orgasm.”
I curled next to her, kissing the sensitive spot on her neck that always made her giggle, but she took her chin, pushing me out of the crevice. “Why won’t you let me in?”
She whispered exasperatedly, "That's what she said," and I burst into uncontrollable laughter.
“Oh my god, I fucking love you.”
“I’m not saying that right now. You know I do, but if I die, I don’t want you to constantly wonder if I loved you or what you did to me.”
“That makes no sense. If you die, you’d rather I not hear you say those words at all. Then I’ll constantly question if you actually loved me. It seems like the reason doesn’t matter as much as the fact that you do.”
“Will you stop arguing and kiss me?” Instead of letting me have another witty retort, she silenced me with her lips.
This was the thing about us. From our lighthearted banter, the intensity between us would quickly ignite into a passionate and insatiable desire. As I allowed myself to get lost in this moment, I realized how complete my life was.
All the pieces of my puzzle were in place, and she was the reason. If it wasn't for her, I would have remained trapped in a comfortable hell, oblivious to what living truly meant. And together, we get to embark on a new story, where the sound of our laughter filled the air and love surrounded us—this was the unknown heaven.
Also by Abigail Taylor
Looking For Love Series
First Love-Reimagined - Coming Soon
The Underdog Series
Friends and Lovers Series
Special Occasions Series
