She was extremely sensitive at this point so I stayed away from her tortured clit. Just taking my time, tasting and licking. Clearing her juices away to make room for round two.
I worked her over slowly, until the shaking stopped and the writhing and moaning started again.
Until she was dripping for me, again...
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Best meal of my life, and it wasn't just the food I was dining on.
I was still taunting her, with my hands and my mouth. It wouldn't be long until she came again if I'd kept it up.
I knew she was getting impatient, frustrated and she reiterated that fact when she grabbed my hair and growled "God dammit Beau, stop fucking teasing me."
I laughed then, deep and throaty. That's my girl, ever insatiable.
As much as I wanted to continue right where I was, I obliged her. I stood, pushing my chair back as I did so, pulling her into a sitting position I kissed her as I lifted her onto my hips. Her legs and arms enclosed around me while I walked over to the couch.
I set her down as I pulled back from the kiss, running my thumb over her bee stung lips before I started to strip out of my now crumpled work clothes. Grinning like the vixen she was, she gathered the hem of her long dress and slowly peeled it away from her body, revealing all of that creamy skin peppered with caramel freckles.
Her dress now sat heaped on the floor and she smiled devilishly at me as she climbed onto the couch on her knees, her back facing me, waiting.
What a little Nymph! So there she was, thighs set apart, hands braced on the back of the couch, staring back at me giggling while she waited. I was transfixed, frozen. I stood there, nude as the day I was born, hard enough to cut diamonds, and I stared.
It felt like hours but must have been only minutes because she was clearing her throat to get my out of my stupor before cackling at me for my momentary brain lapse.
I growled good naturedly before climbing onto the couch behind her, knees just inside of hers. My hands explored a little. Up her flanks, her arms, to her neck where I proceeded to pull her long hair to the side so I could better access her throat. I turned her head to me, leaning closer so I could kiss those perfect lips again. I kneaded at her breasts as I did so, heightening her breathing, before I moved my mouth to her pulse point and sucking the skin hard, drawing a growl from her. The vibrations hummed under my mouth as I slowly trailed my hands down her front. One landing on her hip, the other travelling lower, to the hot core that I knew so well.
I was rubbing myself against her, my erection slipping between the globes of her perfect arse.