Tease and Release II

"Lucy!"  He shouted as she got up on her knees then rose to her feet.    She noted his harsh breathing and flushed face.    She placed an index finger to her rosy lips.  "Shh."    Another giggle bubbled up as she felt a wave of power rush over her.    Oh, she understood that she would pay for this later but the moment was too good to pass up. 

His eyes burned her skin.    She stood above him with her feet on either side of his chest, her legs splayed apart to display her smooth pink glistening petals for his delight.    All thought of release left his brain as he continued his gaze up to her pert breasts with their sweet rose-tipped nipples standing high and proud above her soft belly.

She licked her lips, his gaze felt like a hot caress up her body.    Again, she placed her finger in her mouth to moisten it but this time when she took it out, it was for another purpose.  Slowly, she dragged the finger down her lips and throat to encircle each nipple, gently pulling at each til they pouted and she moaned with pleasure.  He gulped as his temperature rose even higher with every move down her luscious body. 

He knew, hoped, and needed the trail to end at her flower.  It was taking a long time.  He wanted to throw her on the bed and just fuck her til he was drained.  His eyes never left her roving finger as it dipped into her belly button then ended up in her dewy treasure trove. 

"God!"

Her finger dipped deeper, entering her more than ready vaginal canal.  She felt the muscles ripple and grip tight, then release more dew.    Oh, how she wanted to just take his thick heat inside her, feel him deep, pounding her into the bed.  She muffled a cry as she anticipated his revenge.  Not yet.

He held his breath as she slowly withdrew the finger, only to lean down and run it along his lips.  Breathing in her perfume, he flicked his tongue out to lick at that naughty appendage. 

"More.”  He was wild with wanting her any way he could have her.  "I want to eat you." 

Those eyes challenged her.  He hoped that his crude honesty would bend her will a bit.    He lay back on the pillow daring her to give into him.

Her inner thighs quivered with more waves of heat at the thought of his mouth torturing her clit.  Her knees gave and she knelt to gain support.  God, she wanted that talented, wicked tongue on her.    Leaning over him, she withdrew his pillow and tossed it off the bed.  She kissed him deeply as she arranged his restraints so he could lie flat and at her mercy. 

She released a small hysterical giggle at the thought of mercy, wondering how she would fare at his.  For a few minutes their tongues twined, battling for dominance over the others.    With a sigh, she sat up on his chest and moved forward so that he could see her glossy petals part for him.    As she leaned over him, she tilted her hips as an offering and felt his lips sink into her quivering mound.

A delicious low moan rose in her throat as his tongue soon followed.  Her back arched as deep pleasure rippled through her body like hot waves crashing on velvet sands. She gripped the bed railing tighter with every plunge of his sweetly darting tongue.

Thighs trembling, she closed her eyes and moaned low as her body shuddered over and over against his wicked mouth. A restless need filled her to the brim, overwhelming her with a need to be completed, connected to him in the most basic way possible.