“Oh my god.” Her voice is strained, breathy.
Her head falls back, and I swear I’m about to come in my damn pants like a fucking teenager. I’ve always loved her tits, but these extra years have filled them out even more than the last time I saw them and I want to rip her bra off to get a better look. But before I do that, something else is driving me even more crazy. My fingers find the waistband of whatever the hell these things are on her legs. Leggings? Pantyhose? I don’t fucking know, but right now I hate them.
“How much do you like these?” I ask as I pull on the elastic.
She starts to say something, but I literally don’t care what the response is.
“Fuck it, I’ll buy you more.” I pull until they rip in half, exposing silk purple panties. The straps on each side are so thin, I don’t have to yank hard for them to release, too.
“Collins!” she gasps, a surprised laugh spilling from her as she looks down at herself. “Did you just destroy my clothes?” She giggles again. “Are you insane?” Her voice is soft, yet full of want, and I nod my head immediately.
Giving her an almost manic grin, all I can do is reply, “Completely insane. I have to feel how wet you are for me, Johnnie.” Fuck, I need it more than air. “Youarewet for me,aren’t you?”
Wordlessly, she grabs my hand and brings it to her, rubbing her slickness all over my fingers. “Feel that? It’s all for you.”
Her eyes roll back into her head when I curve a finger inside. Dammit, it’s going to take all the strength I have, not to explode. I’ve dreamed about this moment for a decade. Any attempts of meaningless flings over the years since her have been just that—meaningless. All that matters is her right now. That’s what I focus on, adding another finger and she buckles forward. Using my free hand, I reach up and pull down on the lace that’s been in my way for far too long. Her perfect pink nipple pops free. I flick it with my tongue before lightly biting down, slowly dragging my fingers back and forth while Johnnie rubs herself faster and faster on my palm, letting out the sexiest moan.
“That’s right, babe. Keep going. Make yourself come all over my hand.”
To my surprise, she reaches back and unlatches her bra and it falls between us before she flings it away and leans forward again.
“You want me to suck on these beautiful nipples, John?”
She grabs and presses her breasts together with a whimper. Fuck, that’s the hottest damn thing I’ve ever seen.
“Please, I need your mouth on me.”
Doing just as she asks, I swirl the tip of my tongue around the hardened peak before sucking again with enough force to make my cock go painfully hard and she picks up even more speed on my hand. I move my mouth to her other side, while pinching a nipple between my fingers at the same rhythm as my fingers are working inside her. That must be what sends her over the edge, as she grabs the back of my head with both hands, pushing herself into my mouth and grinding as hard as she can.
“I’m—I’m so close,” she whispers, gripping my shoulders. I can feel the walls around my fingers tighten and flutter as she brings her mouth beside my head where I catch the echo of her gasps and moans in my ear. Wetness coats my calloused palms,and while I don’t want to move my hand from her warmth, there’s something I’m dying to do.
I slowly move my touch from her, raising the release she left dripping on my skin to my outstretched tongue. I make sure to look Johnnie directly in the eyes as I stick my tongue out and lick from the base of my hand up to the tips of my fingers.
“The sweetest.” I reach up and kiss her mouth with fervor.
She winces a bit at the taste of herself on my lips, making us both grin, lips still fused. We’re both breathless as she goes limp in my arms. I just hold her like that until she starts to back away, climbing off my lap. The warmth between us fades away too fast, and I start to panic that she’s regretting everything.
It doesn’t take long before she’s putting my mind at ease, sliding her hand along the bulge of my jeans.
“No, it’s okay, sweetheart. This was all for you. You don’t have?—”
She immediately cuts me off while biting her bottom lip. I let out a breath, resting my head against the seat and drinking in the sight of her with heavy eyelids. She’s fucking gorgeous. Hair a mess, cheeks flushed, and those ample breasts staring back at me. I’m drunk on her, and I don’t ever want to be sober.
“I want to. Please?”Fuuuck.
“Well, since you asked so nicely. But are you sure?”
She doesn’t answer, just takes two fingers and drags my zipper down, followed by the band of my boxers, and she gasps, swallowing her breath when I spring free. There’s already a drop of wetness on the tip when she leans down and swipes it up with a flat tongue. She eyes me with seduction laced eyes, and holy shit, I know I’m not going to last long. Bending down, she takes all of me as far as she can. Mmm, she’s not holding anything back. She gags a little but recovers right away, licking and sucking like she’s starved and I’m the first meal she’s had in days.
“Holy hell, Johnnie.”
She swirls her tongue around the tip, then takes a long hard swipe along my veiny underside, while grabbing my sack with the perfect amount of pressure.
That’s it, I’m gonna die.
I quickly scoop her hair up, gathering it in one hand and placing the other on her back. My balls start to tighten and my hips have a mind of their own, pumping in sync with her pretty fucking mouth.
I pull her hair gently, giving her the option to release. “I’m coming, babe.”