Anything He wants

Sliding my tongue into her, I spread her thighs even wider and fuck her with my mouth. She whimpers and moans beneath me as I lap up her juices. When I feel her thighs quivering under my hands, I run my tongue up to her clit and circle it before giving it a good suck. I feel her body tense, so I ease off, licking and kissing her softly as she groans in frustration.

“You’re lucky I’m letting you cum at all,” I say in between licks and kisses. “I should tease you for hours for what you put me through at the restaurant. I’m being generous because it was your first blow job and that pleases me a great deal.”

“Miguel.”

The sound of her voice has me lifting my eyes to look at her. She sounds so bashful and hesitant.

“Do you want me to stop?” I ask, afraid she might have changed her mind.

“God no!” she quickly says, gripping my hair even tighter. “It’s just that, well, I thought you knew, but this is my first everything.” I stare at her, hardly daring to believe it’s true. “You’ve never done anything?”

She gives me an adorable, shy smile. “No. I’d never even been kissed before tonight. I was saving everything for you.”

Sighing, I breathe in another lungful of her pussy, barely able to believe my luck. I can’t believe she’s saved herself for me, that I’m the only man to ever feel her and taste her, and that I’ll be the only one to ever fuck her.Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

“Are you serious, Sadie? You saved yourself for me? Why?” I shake my head in disbelief, still unable to grasp what she’s saying.

“I love you, Miguel. You’re the only man I’ve ever wanted. I couldn’t stomach the idea of someone else touching me. It’s always been you for me. I could never want anyone else.”

“My sweet girl,” I say, kissing her inner thigh. “Thank you for telling me. You don’t know how much it means to me that I’m the only one to possess you like this.”

I kiss my way closer to her pussy, loving the little whimpering, needy sounds she’s making.

“It looks like I have a lot of making up to do for all your years of forced celibacy,” I murmur against her pussy with a smile.

Before she can say anything, I wrap my lips around her clit and give it a soft suck before pressing the pad of my tongue against her, rubbing her in tight circles. She moans my name, digging her fingers into my skull as she cums hard against me. I keep working with her, giving her as much pleasure as I can. When I feel her body start to relax, I slow my tongue down before giving her sensitive clit a kiss. Licking along her slit, I savor the taste of her, swallowing her juices like the greedy motherfucker I am. I can’t get enough of her. I’ll never be able to get enough of her.

Desperate to hear her cum again, I bring my mouth back to her clit. I lick her slowly, her body wiggling beneath me as I grip her thighs tighter, holding her in place. My mouth is relentless, probing, sucking, and licking her until she’s quivering beneath me and screaming my name.

Her body goes limp with a satisfied sigh as I murmur words in Spanish against her skin, kissing my way up her body. When her dress gets in the way, I pull it over her head and toss it aside before undoing the strapless bra she’s wearing. The sight of her tits has me groaning. I cup one, filling my hand with the fullness of her. Her hard nipple is begging to be pinched, so I squeeze it between my thumb and index finger while I give her other one a soft bite.

“Fuck!” she whimpers as I suck and tongue her perfect tit.

Every part of her is so fucking delicious. I want to just spread her out and feast on her body, so that’s exactly what I do. I give her tit another kiss before picking her up, cradling her body against mine as I carry her to my bed.

When she’s naked and sprawled out on the bed, I cup her face and kiss her deeply. I’m still covered in her juices, and I love how she hungrily sucks on my tongue, greedy for the taste of her pussy.

She pulls back, gasping. “Miguel, please fuck me,” she begs.

I smile at her words because I’ll never grow tired of hearing her say that, but I know she’s not going to be happy with what I say next.

“Not yet, my sweet girl.”

When she starts to protest, I give her a gentle kiss and say, “Just let me worship your body tonight. Tomorrow, if you still feel the same way, then I’ll claim that perfect pussy of yours and make you mine.”

“But I know I’ll feel the same way,” she argues, and I can’t help but laugh because she looks adorable when she’s sexually frustrated.

“Patience, beautiful. It’s just one day, and it’s going to hurt me a lot more than it hurts you,” I say with a laugh.

I stifle her next words with a kiss and cup her soaking-wet pussy with my hand. Groaning at the feel of her, I slide one finger inside her, mirroring the movement with my tongue. Her pussy clutches at my finger, making me nearly cum in my pants. She moves her hips in a seductive rhythm while I fuck her with my finger. Pressing the pad of my hand against her clit, I kiss my way down her neck, stopping to give her collarbone a soft bite before making my way to her tit. I suck her into my mouth, letting my teeth graze her skin as I flick her nipple with my tongue.

My hand works harder when I feel her body tense right before she grabs onto my shoulders and screams her pleasure into the room. When she starts to come down, I finger her slowly, kissing my way back to her mouth.

“I’ll never get tired of making you cum,” I whisper against her lips. “Good,” she says with a huge grin. “Do it again then.” I laugh before bringing my mouth back to her pussy.