Chapter 49

“Get that tongue out, pretty girl,” she said sternly. I obeyed, extending my tongue, and she took a step forward until her vagina was over my face. Then she slowly lowered herself down, my tongue slid deep inside her pussy, and she let out a low, deep groan. She tasted exquisite: light, sweet, and just mildly gamy. I wrapped my arms around her tanned thighs and pulled her down towards me, and she began grinding her sex into my face. I licked the walls of her vagina for several seconds before withdrawing my tongue and slowly lapping and sucking on her clit. Immediately, her body stiffened. I moved my hands up to her breasts and began kneading them sensually. “That feels so good, baby,” she moaned from above me.

With the tips of my fingers, I found her hard little nipples and picked and pulled them away from her breasts. I sucked on her clit and flicked it with the tip of my tongue. Her entire body clenched tight momentarily. Then she began to violently convulse. I withdrew my tongue from her clit, moved my hands to her hips to steady her, and gently slid her back onto my stomach, which gave her time to rest. Once she’d somewhat recovered her faculties, she looked down, and our eyes met. “God, girl, are you trying to kill me?” she said.

I giggled. “Maybe,” I said shyly, then added playfully, “Can you handle another?” The look of lust in her eyes was unmistakable.

She smiled. “I’d love that, Jenna.” She slid forward until her vagina was once again right in my face. I extended my tongue and ran it through the lips of her pussy, and she emitted a low, guttural groan. She put her hands on the wall and then ground her wet sex on my face. Her breathing became ragged and shallow, and I again put my hands on her breasts, sensually kneading them, which gave her additional stimulation. “Put your tongue in me, baby, nice and deep, just like before,” she said huskily.

She slid forward a couple of inches, and I extended my tongue and sank it deep into her body. She began gently bouncing up and down while I kept my tongue long and flat. Again, I started pinching and pulling on her nipples, and she started moaning and panting. Then, taking me by surprise, she moved upward, and my tongue came out of her pussy and slid over her asshole. I collected as much of my saliva as I could for lubrication, and I began probing inside her tight, puckered little hole. She tasted clean, and I wondered if she’d prepared herself for me just in case.

“Oh, God, baby, that feels amazing,” she cooed. Once again, I wrapped my arms around her thighs, and I pushed my tongue into her bottom. Her hand moved between her legs, and she began rubbing her clit while moving her hips up and down, sending my tongue deeper inside her. Her breathing started to get raspy, and I knew she was close to going over the edge. I extended my tongue one last time and pushed it deep into her asshole, and her body began to quake. Her secretions dripped onto my face, and a little even went into my hair. I held her thighs tight in an attempt to steady her, and after several seconds, she went limp, collapsing beside me. Lying face-to-face with her on the bed, I pulled her close to me but gave her a minute to catch her breath.

We leaned in together and shared a long, sensual kiss. “Jenna, that was just ... it was amazing, honey.”

I grinned. “Not too bad, huh?”

“Atticus was concerned that you couldn’t ... ummm... perform with women, but trust me, he has nothing to worry about.”

We held each other for a couple of minutes and just bathed in the afterglow. There was a light sheen of sweat on both of our bodies, but my world felt perfect. “Would you like some water, baby?” I asked.

“That would be great.”

I rose up out of bed as I headed towards the kitchen, and she whistled and made a little cat-call. “Hurry up and get that sexy ass back here,” she teased. I shook my bottom sexily from side to side, made my way into the kitchen, grabbed a big bottle of water from the fridge, and proceeded back to the bedroom. Once I’d slid into bed, I opened the bottle, took a big swig, and handed it to her. After taking a big drink, I pulled back the comforter, and we snuggled underneath it. She pulled me tight against her body, and our limbs sensually tangled together. She slid her thigh between my legs, and I felt it rub against my pussy.

When our eyes met, she spoke. “Was everything I did ... you know ... okay?”

“I loved it, Danielle. All of it.”

“I was afraid I got ... ummm ... carried away; are you sure?”

I giggled. “I’m positive.”

We exchanged another hot little kiss. Then, I didn’t want to break the mood, but I had to ask. “I know it’s a little late to be asking this, but are you seeing anyone?”

“I had a boyfriend in college, but that ended once we graduated.” She thought for a moment. “I’ve been concentrating on my career. Atticus keeps me pretty busy.”

“So, a beautiful woman who’s celibate, that’s a first,” I quipped.

She sensually pushed her breasts into mine. “Sometimes I ... you know ... go out clubbing and ... ummm ... find a girl to hook up with, but not very often,” she admitted.

“I’m not demanding any oaths of exclusivity, okay? You know what I do for a living; I’m not that hypocritical.”

She thought for a moment. “Jenna, after knowing you these few weeks, and especially after this, I’m not looking. I don’t need to be looking. You’re special ... and what we have is special; you’re more than enough.”

I smiled. “Okay.” You couldn’t have given me a better answer.

“So, you know I’ve got to turn the tables. Are you seeing anyone outside of work?” she asked.

“Well, there’s a guy that I ... you know ... hooked up with once, so far, that is.”