turning so she pressed him against the wall. His hands and eyes roamed over her, his fingers moving her shorts aside and she saw his eyes darken at the sight of her shaved pussy. “I told you what I wanted.”
“ Do you always get what you want?” Zach let her go and she slithered between his legs, unbuttoning his jeans and working his zipper down. She didn’t answer him—she was too engrossed in freeing his cock. It was just as beautiful—and big—as it had felt through the denim. Tugging his pants down his hips, she was gratified when he helped her get them and his boxers to his knees, his cock springing free and pointing straight up toward the ceiling.
“ More than a mouthful.” Lindsey swallowed, grasping his shaft in her hand and noticing how slender and pale her fingers seemed in comparison to the thick, dark length of him. He was beautifully uncircumcised, the head already leaking a clearish fluid. She rubbed it over her lips like gloss, looking up at him. “Tell me what you want.”
“ I want to eat that sweet, bald little pussy of yours, girl.” His thumb moved over her bottom lip, rubbing his pre-cum in there. “Come up here.”
“ But don’t you want my mouth?” She teased the frenulum, following the sweet groove with the tip of her tongue. “I’ve been told I’m pretty good at giving head.”
He chuckled. “I bet you have. Now get your hot little ass up here.”
“ Nuh-uh.” She took him in her mouth, using her best deep-throating technique to work him back into her throat. It wasn’t easy and she fought her gag-reflex, forcing even more of him in. He groaned, his eyes wide as he watched her pink lips grow taut, enveloping his dark length. Still, she couldn’t make it all the way down on him and she came up for air with a gasp, leaving a slick trail of saliva in her wake.
Her hand didn’t stop, though, and she used it to stroke him from base to tip, easing the loose skin up over the head and down again as she looked at his cock, renegotiating just exactly how she was going to take him.
“I said… ” He reached down and grabbed her by the back of her shorts, hauling her around. She gasped, hearing the small sound of the fabric tearing a little, probably somewhere along the seam, and she squealed as he situated her hips over his face. “Come here.”
“ Zach!” Her hand never left his cock as he lifted her. It just twisted around the shaft as he turned her, and she squeezed him hard when his fingers shoved her shorts aside and probed between her lips. He used one hand to spread her open, his fingers tracing her pink folds of flesh, while he kept his other arm wrapped tight around her hips to keep her steady. It was a great distraction and she found it more and more difficult to concentrate on the cock she had taken again into her mouth.
He carried her that way toward the bed, her lips and tongue working his cock, his face buried in the soft wetness of her pussy. He hummed gently over her clit as she sucked him, wrapping both arms around her hips and ass and pulling her up snug against his mouth. All the blood rushed to Lindsey’s head and she flushed with it, hanging onto his cock, dizzy and upside down.
When he eased her down onto the bed, he rolled so she was on top of him and she gasped as his fingers, now free to roam, pressed between her lips, probing her flesh. His tongue moved, relentless, varying both speed and direction, leaving her breathless and guessing what he was going to do next. She couldn’t even keep a steady rhythm on his cock anymore, so she rested her cheek against his thigh and just stroked up and down his length.
“ Oh god, baby… ” she whispered, rocking her hips as he fingered her, two and then three, spreading her wide as he tongued her slit. “You make my pussy feel so good!”
He groaned against her clit, licking faster, making his tongue flat and edging it wetly back and forth until she thought she would go crazy with wanting him. Her