I drop my phone onto the bed and start pulling my clothes off in my dark bedroom. I’m exhausted. These long days are killing me. It’s after midnight and all I need is a full night’s rest. Sadly, I can only manage about six hours. I have to be back at work in the morning. I can’t wait for this project to be over and done with.
My sweater lands on the dresser, or at least that’s the intention. I can’t be bothered to check. My skirt hits the floor in a puddle, followed quickly by my bra. I let out a sigh and sit down on the edge of the bed. In a moment I have my socks off and I lean back onto the bed to slide my panties off. Nothing beats getting into bed naked at the end of a long day.
Resting my head on my pillow, I reach for the blanket, which I had tossed casually onto the other side of the bed this morning. Something—someone—grabs my wrist gently but firmly.
The soft, sweet voice of my lover greets me, “I’ve been waiting for you.”
I try to tear my arm away from her in panic. “What the fuck?! You scared the shit out of me. I wasn’t expecting you to be here.”
Her other hand presses on my sternum. “Shhhh. You’re here now. You can just relax. That’s why you gave me a key, isn’t it?”
“I guess.” It’s almost a question. I really wasn’t planning on this.
Her hand cups my breast. “Really, just relax. I’ve been wanting this all night.”
The touch feels so good, but I honestly have no idea how much energy I have. “I don’t know if I’m up for anything tonight.”
She leans in to whisper in my ear. “Not even for me to eat you out while you come over and over… until you just drift off to sleep?”
I let out a little moan. That does sound perfect. She knows exactly what I need sometimes.
“I’m so proud of you for doing all that hard work. You deserve a reward.”
Fuck yes, I do. “Yes, please.”
She slithers down my body, her hand touching me everywhere except my cunt. Her lips reach my hip and she kisses me there. Her breath teases my pubic hair. “What was that? I didn’t hear you?”
My hand finds the back of her head and tangles in her short hair. “I said, ‘Please.’”
I grumble playfully and give her head a shove toward my now aching cunt. “Please eat me out, darling. I need it.”
Fingers dig under my thigh, pushing my leg into the air so she can sneak under—breaking the connection between my hand and her head. Suddenly, her breath is hot on my labia. “You certainly do need it, don’t you? You smell so good, darling.”
My hands find the back of her head again and I’m pulling her toward me.
Her neck stiffens, fighting me just enough—reminding me that she’s in charge. “Just relax. I know what I’m doing.”
I relax but I don’t let go. I want her to feel me needing more when she’s pushing me over the edge.
Fingers press on either side of my cunt, stretching skin and opening me up. My clit stiffens under her in anticipation. Her tongue presses between my labia, warm and wet enough that it is hard to feel at first. It presses against me firmly, just below my clit.
I moan low and press my shoulders into the mattress.
The tip of her tongue slides up alongside my clit and down over the hood, teasing me.
She’s going too slowly for me. I need more. I start bucking my hips.
Her lips curl into a smile, not that I can see her, but I can feel her cheeks tighten against my inner thighs. She leans forward and seals her mouth around my clit, sucking it in.
Her tongue presses hard against my clit and begins to move quickly over me.
My short fingernails claw at the back of her neck as I try to drag her deeper into me.
She moans around my clit. A finger (two?) slides into me and curls up against my g-spot in one swift, well practiced motion.
My eyelids tighten and everything turns white inside my head. “Oh my god.”
She moans, sucking my clit deeper into her mouth as she massages it with her tongue.
I let the orgasm come over me. My hips buck against her face, my hands press her hard into my crotch. I need this more that I need to make sure she can breathe.
The orgasm passes, I loosen my grip on her and drop my hands to my sides.
She lets my clit fall from her mouth and takes a deep breath. Her finger keeps rubbing my g-spot, coaxing another orgasm out of me.
I don’t have enough energy to move anymore, just to come over and over as many times as she wants me to.
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