Taboo Temptation

“Can I try something?” he asks, his mouth still so close to mine that our lips brush together.

“Yes,” I whisper, missing him when he pulls away.

I don’t miss him for long because he hooks his fingers into my leggings and the waistband of my panties, pulling them down and exposing my pussy. He groans at the sight, pushing out any self-consciousness that threatens to creep in. I prop myself up to look at him.

He’s staring at my glistening folds, his pupils blown with lust. A shiver of anticipation runs through my body as his tongue darts out from between his parted lips. He runs his hand up the inside of my thighs, stopping short of my center.

I gasp when he swipes his fingertip through my wetness. The sensation is so much more intense than the feeling of my own touch. It’s so good, I think I might get addicted. It gets even better when his finger goes inside me.

“Oh!” I whimper, my hips bucking up in search of more.

Jacob chuckles before removing his hand, replacing it with his tongue.