Slowly Zach lifted his head and blew a cool breath of air against one nipple, before inflicting the same torture on the other breast. Then he captured the little bud in his mouth as if to devour it.
“Oh Zach!” Rochelle moaned. Her voice sounded drunk from lust and was barely recognizable.
Zach grinned to himself. Soon she would surrender to him and he would feel her let herself go and give into her orgasm. There were few things he loved more. And he wasn’t going to wait any longer for it.
He released Rochelle’s breasts and slid down her body. Gently he slipped his hands underneath the thin fabric of her panties, before pulling them down her legs and ridding her of her last piece of clothing.
A relieved sigh rolled over Rochelle’s lips and she spread her legs wider. He moved into the space she’d created for him and lowered his head to her sex. Only a small triangle of dark hair covered her pussy. The rest of it she’d waxed. Tenderly he combed his fingers through the hair and felt the skin beneath it. He took a deep breath, filling his lungs with the intoxicating aroma of her arousal, the scent of a beautiful woman.
“I’m sure you’re delicious,” he said and dove to the glistening folds of her sex, while he laid his hands on her thighs to press them farther apart.
Deliberately, slowly, he licked along the seam of her sex. Her dew spread on his tongue and the tangy-sweet essence sent a bolt of lust through his core. Immediately he wanted more and continued licking over the pink folds that were now covered with her arousal.
Rochelle moaned and lifted her hips, but Zach pressed her back into the sheets. “Patience.”
On his next lick he remained at the spot where her clit was hiding underneath a tiny hood and gently pressed against it with his tongue.
“Oh, Zach, yes! Right there.”
Even without her words, he would have known that he’d found the right spot, because her hips pressed up against him with an insistence that made pride swell in his chest. He didn’t have to be told twice and used his fingers to get better access to her most intimate place.
Eager to heighten Rochelle’s pleasure, he caressed the tiny bundle of nerves with his tongue. First gently, with little pressure, but the more Rochelle’s lusty moans filled the room, the more daring he became. Beneath his tongue he could feel how her clit swelled. At the same time her body seemed to heat. Tiny pearls of sweat formed on her skin and shimmered in the glow of the bedside lamps.
Rochelle’s breathing became erratic and the tempo with which she now moved her hips increased. Without letting go of her center of pleasure, he lifted his eyes to look at her. Her chest heaved and her voluptuous breasts bounced up and down and from side to side. He loved the sight of it. He needed to feel those breasts in his palms while he licked her.
Zach reached up and took both breasts into his hands, while he pulled her clit into his mouth and pressed his lips together.
“Zach! Yes!”
He accepted her words with male satisfaction and began to knead Rochelle’s breasts. How he loved the soft yet firm flesh, particularly when it was as responsive as Rochelle’s. Her nipples rubbed against his palms, and she pressed both her breasts toward him so he could squeeze them even harder.
He could barely hold on now. His cock was rock hard and he sensed the dew that was leaking from its tip. Soon he’d come and it wouldn’t even matter if he was inside of Rochelle at that point or not, because he wouldn’t be able to hold back his orgasm for much longer.
He doubled his efforts and licked her with more pressure and determination. Immediately he felt her body tense.
“Yes, yes!” she cried out.
Once again, Zach pulled her clit into his mouth and pressed his lips together. Beneath him, Rochelle shuddered and a moment later, he felt the waves of her orgasm crash against his lips. Relief filled him and he stilled his movements to let her ride out her climax. When Rochelle relaxed back into the sheets, Zach lifted himself up and looked around.
He found the package with the condoms and ripped it open impatiently, pulled one of them out and rolled it onto his cock. Then he looked back at Rochelle, who looked at him with lust-filled eyes. The sight robbed him of his breath. She looked as tantalizing as sin itself. If he had to look at her while making love to her, he’d come in five seconds flat. So he had no choice but to reach for her ankles.
“On your hands and knees,” he ordered and flipped her around.
Rochelle followed his order without protest and braced herself on hands and knees. He took her hips and pulled her to the edge of the bed. Standing behind her, he positioned himself at her center and plunged forward into her moist channel until he was seated to the hilt. Her muscles clamped around him like a vice and, by God, how he loved that. His balls slapped against her flesh and the contact sent a lightning bolt through his body.