Chapter 48

I squeezed her hand and led her through the open doorway to my bedroom, where we stood in front of my queen-size bed. In an instant, the entire vibe between us changed. Her lips fused with mine, and we began tearing off each other’s clothes. Her sleek business jacket, my hoodie, her turquoise blouse, my little wife-beater tank top, her little black skirt, then my pink sweat pants that had “Juicy” across the ass formed a jumbled pile of discarded clothes that were now at our feet. While her tongue fiercely played in my mouth, she reached behind me and slid off my sports bra, freeing my large breasts.

“God, they’re so beautiful,” she said huskily.

Sexily, she reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. They were perfect, perfectly round B-cup breasts with erect brown nipples that impeccably matched her long, lanky frame. Together, we lowered our thongs, stepped out of them, and took a few seconds to admire each other’s bodies. She had beautiful round hips and long, shapely, muscular legs, and for the first time, I noticed how tall she was. Maybe 5’8” once she’d kicked off her heels. The shaved lips of her vagina were already puffy and engorged, and right above her vulva, there was a sexy little thatch of black pubic hair. She was so tan and fit I knew she had to spend just as many hours in the gym as I did.

“You’re ... you’re stunning, Danielle,” I whispered.

She giggled. “I know, and now I’m all yours.” We melted together, our breasts sensually crushed together, and we shared another long, hot, passionate kiss. Then, playfully, she pushed me back onto the bed and fell on top of me. Her mouth locked with mine again, and I felt her knee pushing between my legs. When I opened them for her, she began rubbing her thigh into my sex. “Oh, you’re already wet for me, aren’t you?” she teased.

“Yes, I am,” I shyly admitted.

She took one of my nipples into her mouth and began to greedily suck, and a lightning bolt shot through my core. Then, taking me by surprise, her teeth clamped around my pink nub of flesh, and she slid back, pulling my nipple away from my breast, and I let out a low moan. Next, she attacked my other nipple, sucking, pulling, and gently biting until both were shiny from her saliva. She ground her knee into my pussy harder, and her lips once again fused with mine as she slid her tongue deep into my mouth.

“Tell me what you want next, pretty girl,” she whispered into my ear.

My brain was wracked with lust for this beautiful woman to the point that my mind refused to form a coherent thought. “Your mouth ... put your mouth on me, please,” I begged.

She gave me one more hot little kiss before moving down my body. On her way down, she extended her tongue and left a trail of her saliva along my stomach until she nestled between my open legs. She extended her finger and ran it through the lips of my vagina, splitting them, and a shiver coursed through me.

“Oh, it’s so wet and juicy. What do you think I should do with this?” she teased.

I loved the way she exhibited very subtle control of me, and I couldn’t help but think that her style was so different from Sofia’s. My ex had always been very passionate and sensual with me, which I’d loved, but Danielle was masterful at the art of the tease, and I loved the way she was making me beg for pleasure. “Please, baby, put your mouth on me,” I lustfully cooed.

“Oh, you want my tongue on you? Are you sure?” she quipped.

It felt like I was going in and out of consciousness. “Please, Danielle, give me what I need.” My body tensed when she gently bit the inside of my thigh, and I let out a little groan.

“Such a beautiful wet pussy,” she teased. “Are you sure you want my mouth on it?”

Her teasing is killing me!

“You know I wan– oh, God.”

My powers of speech were taken away from me when she extended her tongue and sank it deep inside me. Her hands moved to my breasts, and she began roughly pawing and kneading them as I felt her lick the walls of my vagina. Involuntarily, my ass rose off the bed, and I gently pushed my hips towards her to get more of her tongue inside me. She must not have liked my more aggressive movements because she wrapped her hands around my thighs, effectively immobilizing me. Then she withdrew her tongue and began lapping and alternately sucking on my clit. Instantly, my body began to climb.

“Just like that, baby, it feels so good,” I moaned. “Just a little more.” The tip of her tongue began making delicious little circles on my clit, and my body instantly released. It felt like I was lying on a beach, in the sand, as wave after wave of my orgasm overwhelmed me, and my world went dark for several seconds. When my senses were back about me, I looked between my legs, and our eyes met. Her face was wet with my secretions, and she was licking the wetness from my inner thighs.

“I’ve never been with anyone who gets as wet as you, Jenna,” she purred.

“I know it’s a lot ... ummm ... are you okay with it?” I said shyly.

“I love it ... I love being with you.”

I giggled. “Good, because I want more.”

“Oh, you’re being my demanding little girl, now?”

A little blush broke over my face. I hadn’t been with that many women, but none of them had exhibited this sexy, sensual type of control over me. I still wasn’t sure what I thought of it, but what I knew for certain was that this stunning woman aroused me beyond words. She made me feel so sexy, so naughty, and I loved every second of it. Playfully, I closed my thighs around her head. “Maybe.”