Chapter 39: Sexy Time
JUSTIN’S POV
A sneaky smile lifts on my lips as I unbottun my shirt and slip it off over my hands.
My palms engulf her thighs, thumbs exploring.
"If you want me to stop, say something. Otherwise, I don’t plan on coming up for air until my lips are covered in your cum."
"Jesus Justin!!."
She falls back onto the kitchen island behind her. Giving me a perfect view of her pussy
"You have no filter." she said, smirking.
I pull her hips closer to me, off the edge of the island, rolling my pelvis against the spot between her legs. Her underwear was already damp. A soft needy whimper escapes her throat as she arches her back, repeating the motion.
Finding the waistband of her tights, I swiftly peel the fabric off her smooth thighs, needing to feel her warmth instead of the material. But when her pants hit the floor, I’m stuck in a trance, mesmerized by the dark red see-through thong that does absolutely nothing other than make my dick strain against my trousers.
"Um..."
I stumble before swallowing.
"These are... yeah... fuck."
Flattening my thumb against her, I skim the mesh texture, wetting my hand and causing Haper to arch into me.
"Did you think something was going to happen tonight when you picked these out, sweetheart? Where you thinking about me when you wore this?"
"I was hoping," she moans, writhing under my touch, needing more friction.
Glad we are on the same page with that because I have been hoping, praying, dreaming of this.
Lifting her hips, I peel off the flimsy plum fabric, dropping it to the ground. A breath hitches in my throat when her soft wet pussy comes into clearer view, already glistening with her arousal. Already calling for me to dive in.
"God, you are so beautiful."
My fingers brushed against her clit, circling on the tiny bulb of joy, sending waves of pleasure to her body, and the sight of Haper’s almost bare body with her curly hair sprawled on my kitchen island causes my cock to grow painfully hard.
"Keep your hips off the edge baby, I want you close to me as much as possible."
I went down on my knees, draping her legs over my shoulders.Her cunt was right in my face now. I could see every part of her.
Gosh she was gorgeous
"Good girl, just like that." " I said placing soft lingering kisses on the inside of her thigh, I keep my eyes glued to her, watching as Haper twitches underneath me. Her body is rigid and stiff with nerves, but I know how to settle her, I did not want to pay any attention yet to her clit, she needed to be worshipped .
An orgasm or two will loosen her up, but more than that, constant praise does the trick.
My mouth trails against her skin, licking and skimming her soft legs, causing Haper to wiggle in anticipation. She tried lifting herself up, but could not withstand the pleasure. When my mouth lines up with her pussy, I can’t help but admire it for a moment before sinking in. I’ve been thinking about this for months, and the moment is finally here.
"Goddamn."
My voice is deeper and darker, and the word comes out almost like a breath of relief.
Without wasting another moment, I flick her clit with the tip of my tongue, causing Haper to buck her hips into my face. Covering her with my lips, my tongue laps her folds, teasing and tasting.
She’s sweet. So fucking sweet, giving her nickname a whole other meaning.
"You taste so fucking good," I remind her, my lips vibrating against her core.
She whimpers, her heels pushing into my shoulder blades as her fingers grasp for anything she can find.
She likes it. She wants more.
Her head is thrown back in pleasure, but she needs to watch this.
"Eyes on me, Sweeetheart."
She does what I say, looking down, blue-greens pleading for me to continue.
My tongue finds her entrance as her fingers dig into my scalp, scratching my skin in that heavenly way. Her hips meet my tongue in pace as her heavy breaths, needy moans, and my fucking name leave her lips and fill the kitchen.
I lap, flick, and circle, all the while I keep my eyes on the pretty girl who has no control over her own body. Her mouth has fallen open as she watches me, no longer concerned about my face being between her legs.
"Please," she begs. "Please, Justin, don’t stop."
I smile against her, hearing her plead my name. Begging gets me off the same way praise does her.
"How are you so fucking perfect, Haper? So goddamn perfect."
I continue my movements but pick up my pace and pressure as her thighs tighten around my cheeks. I focus on her clit as she jerks and twitches, her nails digging into my scalp.
Sucking and circling, my favorite girl’s entire body tightens and contracts on my kitchen island, back arching and her arousal coating my lips while she cries my name. Slowing down my pace, I continue to taste her as she comes off her high, her body going limp around me.
Licking up everything she has to offer, I place a few soft kisses on her inner thigh before standing over her with far too much pride and arrogance on my face.
"That..."
She takes a deep inhale, trying to control her breaths.
"Yeah, that’s going to need to happen again."
That’s what I like to hear. And not only because making her come is today will becoming my favorite thing to do, but because she’s comfortable with me in a way she never thought she would be.
"Any-fucking-time you want sweetheart, I am here."
I skim my palms over her bare legs before pulling her arms forward and bringing her sedated body to lean on mine.
"I’ll have you for all three meals of the day."
"Mmm," she hums into my chest, clearly satisfied, But I wasn’t done yet.
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