hand tentatively reach for his hair, he was spurred on.
His tongue took laps around her belly button tasting the sweetness of her skin. His teeth nipped at her sides and he listened to her sighing in pleasure as he continued his onslaught. His mouth traveled higher until he was right at the base of her breast. He could hear her silent pleads for him to continue as he licked the underside of her breast.
His other hand moved from her leg to open over her stomach. He was trying to keep her still, as much as touch her skin, which he couldn’t seem to get enough of. He gently bit his way to her nipples circling it with his tongue that sucking it hard into his mouth. Galynn Pierce tasted like candy and he wanted more.
Her cries only served to make him harder, her shaking and moaning causing her leg to stroke his cock, coaxing more precum from the tip. He slid closer to her wanting to get a better grip with his mouth. He licked and tickled her mound with his touch as he heard her gasp over and over again.
He could smell her musky scent and wanted more. His hand slid from her stomach under the waistband of the sweatpants he’d leant her. He could feel her stomach trembling as her fingers curled in his hair – one of the main reasons he’d kept it long.
His hand danced at the top of her panties, his breath catching seconds before he slid his fingers beneath them.
My God, she’s so wet, his mind screamed as his fingers pushed past her soft curls, bypassing her clit and moving to her slit. She was slick with need, the words falling from her hips. He knew she never acted like this, and knew she couldn’t have had that much experience. She couldn’t have. All the other girls he’d ever been with weren’t so open and honest and uninhibited about what was being done to them. With Galynn, Alceo knew right where he stood.
He fingers danced along her lips as his mouth traveled to her neck. “Do you want it?” he whispered into her ear.
Galynn nodded but it wasn’t enough. “I want to hear you say it.” His mouth captured the spot on her neck were her clavicle met the base of her neck and her hips bucked.
“I want it,” she sighed into his neck.
Alceo slowly pushed his middle finger into her center. He could feel the puffy, swollen lips trying to pull his fingers in deeper. Galynn’s hips bucked again as he slid his finger deeper into her. He bit at her neck not caring if he would leave a mark there. This girl was bunched sexuality, and someone needed to mark her.
The hand in her pants continued to dance until he couldn’t hold off any longer. He pushed two fingers deep into her eliciting cries of passion and moisture continued to coat his hand. His hands began to move faster as he heard her breath start to reach a fever pitch.
He lifted his head from her neck and watched as her emotions played plainly across her face. She was beet red, her mouth open, begging him not to stop. His thumb found her clit for the first time and he pressed and rubbed it in furious circles. Her eyes shot open as she stared skyward.
Alceo’s mouth clamped down on her nipple and he sunk his teeth into her flesh just as her inner walls were trying to milk his fingers for the seed that they couldn’t give her. He pulled his fingers from her body and shoved three as deep into her core as he could get them. He watched her face as she exploded on his hand, screaming and crying his name, her hand twisted in the back of his shirt.
Alceo watched Galynn’s body tense, her mouth hanging open as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her body. Her eyes squeezed shut and her body relaxed as her hand came to rest on the back of his head. He slipped his fingers from her pants and placed them in his mouth tasting her sweetness. He smiled as his tongue danced over her neck, a contented sigh escaping her lips.
He leaned up and looked at her face. He took in her crooked glasses, her tousled curls, her lashes lying firm against her