Want

Mila

I didn’t have a chance to answer. Ben dove between my legs and closed his lips over my pussy, and I cried out. He flicked his tongue over my clit a few times before he sucked on it and I writhed on the bed, moving my hips. His tongue worked magic on my clit, and his saliva combined with my sex only made me so much wetter.

Ben slid a finger into my entrance, sucking harder on my clit at the same time, and I orgasmed. It had come hard and fast. My muscles contracted. I cried out, and I could almost swear Ben chuckled with his mouth against my pussy.

When I came down from my release, panting and whimpering, Ben kissed his way up my body to my lips. When he kissed me on the mouth, I could taste myself.

Ben climbed off the bed and pulled his clothes off. I hadn’t gotten around to that yet, but Ben made fast work of it. In no time, he was naked. He also rolled a condom on. My stomach clenched when I thought about not needing it anymore, but I didn’t entertain it. I wasn’t going to let