Tease.
Zane pressed his nose to hers and smiled. “I fully intend to.”
Lifting her easily, he helped her to sit on the edge of the pool table and proceeded to pull off her boots. When she was left with only the bra, her skirt, and the secret she hid beneath, he took a minute to stare at her.
“What’re you waiting for?” she questioned, her eyes bright with a familiar glimmering passion.
“Can’t a man just enjoy the view every once in a while?”
V pretended to consider him, grinning. And then the little minx spread her legs farther apart and leaned back, using her hands to prop herself up. The position gave him a little peek beneath her skirt. He stepped between her thighs, forcing them open even more as he pushed the skirt up high on her trim thighs, revealing the little red panties with the tiny black bows on the side. He wanted to pull them off with his teeth, but then again, this was one of her favorite sets – not to mention one of his too – so he knew he had to be gentle until he got her fully naked.
“Lay back and lift your hips,” he demanded, his eyes never straying from between her thighs, the damp fabric of her panties making him even crazier. He had half a mind to just end his suffering and drive his iron hard cock right into her, but from what he’d learned, this was less about speed and more about making her squirm. He wanted to savor her, to feast on her for a while and listen as she screamed her pleasure.
“Pushy cowboy,” V teased.
“Damn straight.” Leaning over her as he stood between her legs, Zane kissed her lips lightly, and helped her to ease down onto her back. “Now that’s what I’m talkin’ about.”
Sweeping the skirt down her legs, he had her nearly naked in seconds. Locking his gaze to hers, Zane flattened his palms on her thighs and ran them up her legs before sliding his index fingers beneath her panties – one on each side of her smooth, bare pussy lips.
“Damn, baby,” he growled. “You’re wet.”
“What did you expect?” she asked, her lids lowered, her sharp inhale a telling sign that he was doing something right.
When she tried to move closer to his fingers, he pressed his palms against her thighs to hold her in place.
“Oh, no you don’t. In case you don’t remember, I didn’t have dessert yet, and you promised me a cookie.”
“That’s your fault. If I recall correctly, dessert was served a little while ago.” V’s eyes opened wide, her mouth continuing to move, but Zane was focused on sliding his fingers through her slick heat, teasing her clit delicately.
He kept up the gentle torture until she bowed her back, her breasts thrusting up toward the ceiling as she moaned loud enough to wake the neighbors.
God, he fucking loved when she did that.
Luckily, they didn’t have neighbors.
“Do you like that?”
“God, yes,” she groaned, her hips undulating beneath his hands.
“How about this?” he asked as he slipped one finger inside her tight pussy, teasing lightly with a back and forth motion.
“Zane!” His name spilled from her lips in at least four syllables, and he couldn’t hide the smile.
“That wasn’t enough?” Pushing the index finger of his other hand inside her pussy, alongside the first, he watched as V writhed and moaned, her hands reaching out to try and grab something, but there was nothing within reach.
Slipping his fingers out, he quickly pulled her panties down her legs, letting them flutter to the floor beneath him before he leaned in and placed a tender kiss to her clit.
“Oh…” V whispered, her body stilling instantly, giving Zane the perfect opportunity to drag his tongue back and forth over the hardened nub.
“Spread your legs more for me, baby. I need to use my hands, so you’ll have to keep them open for me,” Zane insisted, keeping his palms flat against her thighs until she did exactly as instructed. “That’s my girl.”
With full use of his hands once again, Zane separated her slick folds, letting his breath feather against the sensitive tissue until she was once again trying to get closer to his mouth.
“Please,” she begged.
“Please what?”
“Lick me.”
He loved that about V. She wasn’t scared to ask for what she wanted.
“Where?”
“My pussy. Damn it, Zane. Lick my pussy!”
“Yes, ma’am. No need to be so bossy,” he said with a laugh before diving in, his tongue sliding through her soft, warm folds, testing the sensitivity before he plunged in deep, using his thumb to torment her clit as he fucked her with his tongue.