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Story: In the Works
I slipped my hand into her hair and pulled it back, making her meet my gaze. “I want to taste you.”
“You’re going to make me wait even longer?” Bri complained as she shook her head.
With a shrug, I laughed. “It’s not as bad as last time. It’s more like fifteen minutes instead of fifteen years.”
A sexy grin took over her face. “I guess I can deal with that.”
“Good.” I bit my lip and lowered down to my knees. The tiles were hard on them but it was a relief for my legs to not have to stand anymore. And a part of me liked the dull pain.
Bri nodded to the tiled bench against the wall before she sat down on it, spreading her legs for me. Instead of standing, I crawled a few feet toward her. Bri’s eyes watched my ass sway as I moved.
“Sarah Greenwood on her hands and knees is a view I could get used to.” Bri gawked at me, unable to figure out what to do with herself. Her fingers gripped the edge of the bench, her knuckles turning white.
When I got close enough, I sat up and spread her legs apart for my face. My hands dragged up her thighs, the wet skin moving easily under my grip.
Bri leaned back against the tile, moaning as I teased her. I let my lips explore up her legs, kissing from her knees to her inner thighs. Every few inches, I sucked in the skin and held it in my mouth.
Once I was near her center, smelling the sweat and pleasure hiding in her folds, I met her emerald eyes.
“Please.” Bri begged, putting her hand on my damp ponytail.
Smirking, I nodded and pressed my face into her. All of my nerves disappeared as I let my tongue slip into her. I needed her so desperately I almost wasn’t thinking about what I was supposed to do.
Wrapping my arms under her legs, I pulled her hips into my face. I used my mouth to part the slit, letting the pleasure seep onto my tongue.
I moaned as I tasted her. “Fuck. I didn’t know it could taste this good.”
Bri laughed between her gasps. “Have as much as you want.”
Not one to argue, I went back to my feast. Bri grinded along with my movements, guiding my tongue to the spot she wantedlicked. She continued to lift her hips, telling me to press myself inside her.
Dropping my tongue down, I searched for her entrance and circled it once I found it. When she seemed like she might explode with excitement, I thrust my tongue inside her. I tasted every drop of her and felt her channel around me.
I moaned into her folds, the vibration gently vibrating her clit. Warm water dripped onto my back from the shower head above me, relieving the aching in my sore body.
We stayed like that for a moment. As Bri started to lose control, her grip on my ponytail grew tighter. Just before she completely gave herself over to me, she tugged on it and pulled my face away from her center.
“I need to fuck you.” She growled as she used her hand to wipe the pleasure off of my mouth.
I raised an eyebrow. “Right now?”
Licking her lips, Bri nodded. “I can’t wait any longer.” She stood up from the bench, towering over me and walking across the steamy shower to grab the r-shaped dildo from the edge of the tile. “Do you want to try this?”
A little embarrassed, I got onto my feet from my knees and swallowed hard. “What exactly is that?”
“It’s a double-ended dildo. I can fuck you while it’s inside both of us.” Bri watched my face, careful to read it for any signs of hesitation.
But I didn’t need any convincing. “Please.”
An eager grin took over Bri’s face as she walked closer to me, the pink silicone in her hands. She threw her leg up onto the bench and started to rub the shorter end of the curved dildo against her clit. A few moans erupted from her chest as she played with herself.
Fumbling, she grabbed the silicone wand from the tile ledge and passed it to me. “You can touch yourself while I get ready.”
I nodded as I let the tiled wall take my weight, pressing the wand into my clit. My eyes flicked between her soaked folds and her open mouth.
After getting the toy wet with her pleasure, Bri let it drop down toward her entrance and gently pressed it inside. Her jaw dropped as she felt the toy spread her pussy.
I couldn’t stop a moan from rising in my throat either.
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