“Little Doe,” I say in a warning voice.
“I just need some more lube,” she says as she stands on the floor. She puts one foot on the mattress next to my leg, giving me a perfect view of her dripping cunt. Her fingers slide into her slit, and she lets her head fall back as she massages her clit.
“This is fucking torture,” I tell her, my eyes never looking away from how she’s working herself over. “Let me touch you, Zo-Zo,” I beg her.
“Not yet,” she says, rolling her head to look back at me. Two of her fingers dip inside of her, and my dick twitches, aching to be inside of her. I can hear how wet she is as she continues to move in and out. Her free hand goes to a nipple and pinches and pulls. She moans low and long, moving her fingers out to circle her clit and then plunging them back in.
She adds another finger and gasps at the pressure she’s feeling. I rake my hands through my hair, pulling at the strands in frustration. Her jaw goes slack, and her head rolls back again, exposing that beautiful fucking throat that’s been marked with my mouth. Goose bumps break out across her flesh, and another moan escapes her.
Zo? picks up speed, chasing an orgasm that should be mine to give her. Frustration makes me crazy as I have to lie there and watch her, unable to taste her or touch her. I want to throw her beneath me on the bed and fuck her until she blacks out from pleasure.
“I’m coming, Wes,” she whimpers, her fingers faltering as the orgasm racks through her body.
“Fuck, baby,” I groan, resisting the urge to touch myself.
Her stomach jumps with each wave of pleasure as her fingers slow and then stop altogether. She looks down at me, collecting her cum on her fingers before settling back between my thighs, her face flushed from her orgasm. Her breathing is a bit labored as she pushes my thighs open again.
“I want to watch you come, now,” she says, rubbing her drenched fingers across my hole.
She pushes two fingers slowly inside of me again, making my balls tighten from the pressure. They scissor, and then she pulls them out, adding a third, slick with her juices. As she works them into me, I grind down onto her hand, craving the burn.
“Fuck me,” I tell her, my hands constantly trying to go for my dick before I remember I can’t. “I just…fuck, Zo?. Please. Do something. Please.”
I hear her laugh softly before she shoves all three fingers inside of me, bottoming out on her last knuckles. I gasp, and my back arches off the bed. Her mouth comes down on the tip of my dick, the tip of her tongue teasing me with every fucking stroke her fingers make inside of me. Her thumb rubs under my balls as her fingers stroke my prostate with each violent thrust inside of me.
“Ask permission,” she says before doubling her efforts of licking and finger fucking. I feel my muscles begin to contract and heat spread through my entire body.
“Zo?,” I say on a gasp. “Please, can I come?”
“I don’t know. Can you?” she asks in a teasing tone, her lips vibrating on my cock.
“Who are you? My fifth grade English teacher? Fucking, Christ, Zo?. Please, may I come?” I ask, trying to hold back as pleasure is crashing its way through my entire body.
“Yes.” She smiles, pulling her mouth from my dick and letting her fingers do all the work.
Seconds later, my cum is spraying from my dick, coating my stomach and chest in the sticky fluid. She slows her movements as I come down, twitching and barely breathing from the way she just sent me into space. I’ve never come that hard in my life.
“What have you done to me?” I ask her, panting as she slowly pulls her fingers free. “You’ve ruined me for anyone else,” I confess to her.
She laughs and crawls slowly up my body, licking the cum that’s rapidly cooling on my skin.
“You taste so good, baby,” she hums, her wet tongue continuing to clean me up. “Open your mouth,” she says before licking up the last bit from my chest.
She hovers over me and roughly grabs my jaw when I don’t immediately comply. My mouth opens, and she opens her own, letting my cum drool over her tongue and lips and right into my mouth. The salty, musky taste of myself fills my mouth. The scene is so wrong but so erotic, I can’t care. I want anything she’ll give me, and as she spits the rest of it into my mouth, she commands me to swallow.
I do, and she kisses me, her tongue delving into my mouth to taste what’s left of my cum that we shared. My hands go to her hips and ass, squeezing and scratching as I go, needing to mark her smooth skin even more than I already have. I rake my short nails down her back, and she gasps into my mouth at the pain before she begins to crawl over my face.