Page 22 of Love Legacy

I hold my hand out to her, and she takes it.

I pull Naomi into me, our torsos pressed together, my hands on her hips.

“You don’t have to do anything you’re not ready for just because you think I might want it.

I’m willing to go at whatever pace you set.

If that means waiting forever to move beyond kissing, then so be it.

I like you, Naomi, a lot. And I’ll do anything if it means that I get you in the end. ”

“Really?” she asks, throwing her arms around my neck.

“Really, you’re it for me, Church Girl. You’re unlike any woman I’ve ever known, and I mean that in the best way possible.”

Naomi hesitates briefly before pressing her lips to mine.

Unlike our previous kisses, this one is aggressive out of the gate.

I feel her tongue running along the seam of my lips, seeking permission.

I part my lips, letting her in. Our tongues battle for dominance, unable to get enough of each other.

Her hands make their way into my hair, fingers tugging gently on the short strands, pulling my head back and exposing my throat.

Naomi peppers kisses along my jawline and down my neck, using her light grip on my roots to guide my head.

A moan escapes my mouth as she kisses along my neck, my hands drifting down to cup her ass.

“Is this okay?” I ask, making sure to check in with her.

She nods, and I adjust my grip, picking Naomi up and wrapping her legs around my waist. I place her on the kitchen island, standing between her legs.

My lips part, welcoming her tongue as she kisses me deeply.

She grabs at the hem of my shirt, tugging upwards.

I separate from her long enough to discard my shirt, Naomi pulling hers off before diving back in.

She reaches behind me to unhook my bra, tossing it to the side.

She pulls back, scanning me from head to toe. “God, you are beautiful,” she murmurs.

I blush a little. “Yeah?”

Naomi nods. “C-can I touch you?” she asks, a bit flustered.

“Absolutely.”

She reaches out, cupping my breast. Her thumb brushes over one of my nipples and I shiver.

“Oh, I forgot. The piercings make them more sensitive,” she says, trying to hide her smirk.

“You liar, you know exactly what you’re doing,” I say, pressing my lips back to hers. She continues to brush her thumb over my nipple until it hardens fully, coming to a stiff peak. The arousal shooting straight to my core, I let out a throaty moan.

“You like that?” Naomi asks, her voice thick with need as I feel the warmth of her breath in my ear.

“Here’s a little tip for pleasuring me. I’m a T&A girl through and through.”

“T&A?”

“Tits and ass. Doesn’t matter if it’s mine or someone else’s.

If you want to get me turned on in point-five seconds, playing with my nipples is the way to go.

But if you have a full, round ass,” I say, gripping Naomi’s to emphasize my point, “or beautiful breasts, you can easily get me on my knees.”

Naomi presses her lips to mine, nipping at my bottom lip. “I’d love to see that.”

I raise an eyebrow, surprised at how forward Naomi is in this moment.

“Yes, ma’am,” I say, sinking to my knees, kissing a trail down Naomi’s neck, chest, and stomach.

I hook my fingers in the waistband of her sweats, looking up at her for approval.

She gives me a nod, lifting up off the counter a bit so that I can tug her sweatpants and underwear down her legs, tossing them to the side.

I press soft kisses to her inner thighs, nearing her core, before switching to the other side.

I nip gently at the soft supple skin of her upper thigh, licking the spots to soothe them, slowly working my way to the spot where she wants me the most. By the time I reach the apex of Naomi’s thighs, I can smell her arousal.

I look up at Naomi to see her chest heaving, her eyes hooded and filled with lust.

“Just say the word,” I start, pressing a soft kiss to Naomi’s lower abdomen, right above the soft patch of curls at the top of her mound. “Say the words, and I’ll give you everything you desire right now.”

Naomi’s fingers run through my hair, tugging on the roots, pulling me closer to her. “Sage, I want you. I want this so bad.”

I grin, gripping her thighs and pushing her legs open, exposing her glistening pussy to me. “God, I’ve wanted to do this for so long,” I say, burying my nose in her center, deeply inhaling her scent. I press a kiss to the top of her slit before running my tongue through her folds.

Her grip tightens on my hair, holding me in place as I lap at her clit, my tongue brushing against it with long strokes.

I gently suck it into my mouth before releasing it, my tongue running down to her entrance, dipping into her dripping pussy.

“Oh, fuck yes,” Naomi moans rather loudly, leaning back, her legs falling open further. “Sage, don’t stop.”

I grin, buried in her. My girl is so vocal, I love it . I insert a finger into her pussy, thrusting with slow deep strokes. I curl my finger against the front wall of her cunt, my lips latching onto her clit, sucking firmly. Naomi’s head drops back, a loud moan escaping from her.

“Sage, I–I’m gonna,” she stutters, unable to finish her thoughts as I feel her walls clench around my finger.

I insert a second finger, sending her over the edge with my thrusts, my tongue circling her clit.

Her thighs clench around my head, trapping me in place as she rides out her orgasm.

I lap at her entrance, savoring her taste.

Naomi lets up on her grip, her muscles unclenching as she comes down from her orgasm. “Fuck,” she says, leaning back, trying to catch her breath.

I stand up, grinning at her. “I didn’t know you had a dirty mouth like that.”

She laughs. “I didn’t know I did either.” Naomi reaches for me, pulling me close. “Sage, that was…” She trails off, searching for words.

“Amazing? Toe-curling? Best you ever had?” I smirk. One thing about me is that I love pleasing my partners. I get my pleasure from bringing them to orgasm, so going down on a woman is a skill I’ve honed carefully over the years. Call it cockiness, but I’m just very confident in what I can do.

Naomi shoves my shoulder. “You’re so full of yourself, “ she says teasingly.

“Am I wrong, though?”

“Not in the slightest,” she says, with a grin, pressing her lips to mine. We kiss each other deeply, tongues brushing against each other. I’m sure Naomi can taste herself on my lips, on my tongue. Now that I’ve had a taste, I can’t enough.

She pulls back slightly, kissing along my jaw, up to my ear. She takes my ear lobe between her teeth, tugging gently. “Let me return the favor,” she says softly into my ear. I can sense her hesitation, her hands trembling ever so slightly.

I shake my head. “Baby steps, Church Girl. I’m not going anywhere. You have plenty of time to learn how to please me.”

“Are you sure?”

I nod. “Positive,” I say, pressing my lips to hers.

She hops down from the counter, grabbing her clothes from the floor. “Come to bed with me?” she asks, holding her hand out.

I grab my shirt, taking her hand. “Gladly.”

I follow her to her bedroom, taking a seat on the edge of the bed. She takes her bra off, arms across her chest to cover her breasts, turning away from me, still a bit shy. She throws her T-shirt back on and gets into the bed. I pull off my sweatpants, getting under the covers with her.

Naomi looks over at me, a wide smile plastered on her face. “Thank you for today, Sage. For… everything.”

I press my lips to hers gently. “I’ll do anything and everything for you, Naomi.

” She snuggles close to me, resting her head on my chest, and I wrap my arms around her.

After a little while, her breathing evens out, and I look down to see her fast asleep.

I reach over, turning off the bedside lamp, trying not to disturb Naomi as the room goes dark.

“Love you, Georgia,” I whisper, pressing my lips to the top of her head.