I’m no stranger to pleasuring myself. It never feels this good, though. Having Emilio watch me like this is a major turn-on.
“Push them in,” he grunts.
I follow his instructions and push two fingers into my pussy.Oh god, it feels good.
“Now pull them out. Hold them up. Show me how wet you are.”
I do just that. “You want a taste?” I ask, holding my fingers out to him.
As if I were offering candy to a baby, he snatches my wrist and then brings his mouth down around my fingers, sucking them clean. “So fucking good.”
Pushing on his shoulders, I move him off me. I’m not finished. My fingers return to my pussy, circling around my clit.
“Oh god!” It feels so good, but I know it’d feel better if they were Emilio’s fingers.
“I want to see you make yourself come, Frankie,” Emilio says.
I watch him undo his belt, then his pants. When his fist is wrapped around his cock, I just about combust at the sight. I want that. I need that inside me.
I start pumping my fingers while grinding my palm against my clit. “Fuck!” I hiss as I feel the pleasure building in my lower stomach.
“Hottest thing I’ve ever fucking seen,” Emilio says.
I nosedive right off that cliff of pleasure, every nerve ending alight. My thighs close around my hand as my body stiffens. As soon as I’m coming down from my high, Emilio’s hands grip my thighs, pulling them apart.
“My turn,” he growls and then slides his tongue through my pussy.
“Shit, you’re going to make me come again,” I groan.
“That’s the plan here, babe.” He winks up at me before his mouth latches on to my pussy, sucking on my already sensitive clit.
My hands tangle in his hair, holding him to me. And within minutes, a second orgasm is washing over me.
When Emilio looks up, his mouth covered in my juices, he smiles. “I fucking love your pussy.”
“I’m pretty sure she loves you too.” I laugh.
He works his way up my body, leaving a trail of wet kisses along my heated skin. He’s still fully dressed in a suit, and there’s something erotic about me being completely naked and him being fully clothed.
Chapter Twenty-Five
Kissing my way up Frankie’s body, I stop when I reach her breast, wrapping my mouth around one taut nipple.
“So fucking good,” I groan around a mouthful of flesh. I fucking love her tits.
Frankie’s back arches upwards. Her fingers tighten around my head. I’m not sure if she’s trying to pull me away or hold me closer. She’s going between the two actions. Moving my attention to her other breast, I suck on the nipple, biting softly and earning myself another moan. I look up and my eyes meet hers.
“I need you inside me, now,” she says.
Sitting up, I grab her by her hips and flip her body over. “On your knees.” I settle behind her, running the tip of my cock through her wet folds.
“Shit.” Frankie pushes backwards into me.
My hand comes down and slaps her bare ass. “Stay still.”
“Did you just spank me?” she asks over a shoulder.
I look at the red mark forming on her ass and smile. “I’ve wanted to do that for a really long fucking time,” I admit.