My swollen cock nestled into the heat between her legs, and I groaned. I couldn’t wait to slide inside her tight, virgin pussy. But Erin wasn’t ready for that yet, and I wanted to see if her pussy was as sweet as her mouth.
When I tore my lips from hers, I grunted in satisfaction at the dazed expression on her face. Slowly, letting every inch of her body touch mine, I slid her down onto her feet. “Stay, baby,” I told her. She blinked and a little chuckle escaped as I turned and swept everything off the bed, uncaring where any of the bags landed.
Then I picked Erin up by her waist and tossed her onto the mattress, quickly following her so my body covered hers from head to toe. I took her mouth in another deep hungry kiss, groaning when she shook with desire, her hands clawing at my back.
I separated from her just long enough to grab the hem of her T-shirt and whipped it up and over her head. Her hands pushed my cut from my shoulders, and I shrugged it off. As soon as it was gone, she tugged at my shirt and I removed it too.
Erin’s bra clasped in the front, and I dropped my eyes from her face to watch as I popped the catch and pushed the cups to the side. Her tits weren’t large, but they were a perfect handful, topped with tips that matched her nickname. Like cherries on a scoop of vanilla ice cream. Except I was willing to bet she tasted even better.
I cupped the high, rounded mounds and bent my head to suck one hard peak into my mouth. Erin gasped and her back arched while her legs squeezed together. Switching to the other nipple, I let go of her tits and gently pried her legs apart so I could settle between her thighs. She moaned when the bulge in my pants rocked into her hot pussy, and a surge of lust shot straight to my dick, nearly causing me to come like a horny teenager.
After releasing her nipple with a pop, I groaned, “Need to taste you.”
I popped the button on her jeans, then backed off the bed to tear them down her legs. She had on tiny, lacy black panties, and my mouth watered when I realized that they were opaque enough to see that she was bare down there. “Shit,” I grunted. I ran the tip of one finger up her center and dipped into her underwear to slide it along the top, enjoying the shivers that wracked her body. “Tell me you didn’t do this for someone else, Cherry,” I demanded.
“What?” she asked in a dazed tone, looking down at herself and blinking in confusion as she seemed to realize she was practically nude for the first time.
I clutched the gusset of her panties and tore them clean from her body. Oh, fuck. Her naked folds were glistening with arousal, pretty little freckles decorating her milky skin, and I was suddenly ravenous. “Did you do this for me, baby?” I asked again, trailing my index finger up her center, coating it in her juices before circling her swollen little clit. Bringing the digit to my finger, I sucked it clean. Her pussy tasted even better than I’d imagined, and I wanted nothing more than to worship her delicious body.
“Um, Cat and Brigit…um, Oh!”
Too hungry for her, I didn’t wait for her to finish speaking. I yanked her to the edge of the bed as I sank onto my knees and dragged the tip of my tongue up her seam. “Fuck, Cherry. You taste amazing.”
Using my thumbs, I parted her southern lips and lapped at her pussy, drinking down each gush of liquid and driving her out of her mind. I teased the area around her bundle of nerves but didn’t give it the attention it was begging for. Her hips had begun pumping, searching out my mouth for relief.
I wasn’t going to give in yet. I wanted to show her how good we were together without pushing her into something she wasn’t ready for.
Her hands fisted in my hair, and she moaned, her head thrashing from side to side. When I jabbed my tongue into her channel, she cried out in ecstasy, making come leak from my rock-hard shaft.
“Patrick! Oh! Oh, gosh! Yes! Don’t—don’t stop!”
I growled in response, unwilling to pause eating her long enough to tell her there was no way in hell I was going to stop anytime soon.
Eventually, I replaced my tongue with a finger and went back to licking, teasing her bud, and driving her insane. She was so fucking tight, I had to work to get just one digit inside her. But as I continued to feast on her, I was able to work in another finger, and then a third. I pumped them in and out, scissoring them when they were inside to stretch her.
“Patrick! I…I…oh! I don’t know what’s happening!”
“Shhhh, Cherry,” I soothed against her pussy. “Just let it happen. Trust me, baby.”
Her body began to shake, she was so close, but I wanted more than just an orgasm. When she was teetering right on the precipice, I backed off just a little, then did that twice more, earning myself some very creative expletives from my girl.
“What are you doing to me?” she cried.
“Trust me,” I repeated.
Finally, I was pretty sure she was where I wanted her, so I latched onto her clit as I curled my fingers inside her.
Erin tossed her head back, and a scream ripped from her chest as she shattered apart. Liquid flooded my mouth, and if I hadn’t been so busy drinking, I would have smiled in triumph. I knew I’d be able to push her to the point where she’d squirt her passion down my throat. My cock exploded along with her, making a fucking mess of my jeans, but I didn’t give a shit.
I kept working her until her shudders began to subside and her pulse, which I could feel in her pussy, slowed. Then I licked her clean, placed a kiss on her mound, and climbed up her body. Her expression was full of wonder and satisfaction, making me grin.
“That was…um…” she trailed off, apparently unable to form a full sentence.
“Unbelievable,” I supplied for her. “Incredible, amazing, whatever word you want to use. Personally, I’m going to go with sexy as fuck.”
Erin blushed prettily and bit her lip. “Thank you?”
I laughed and gave her a deep, wet kiss, letting her taste herself, which only made my cock swell even more. When I raised my head a few minutes later, I winked at her. “You don’t have to thank me, baby. I’m more than willing to do that anytime you want.”
Her blush deepened and her freckles popped adorably. She reached for my belt buckle, but I caught both of her wrists in one hand and lifted them away from my body. I shook my head and she frowned, her eyes darting away. “You don’t want—”
I grabbed her chin with my free hand and forced her to look at me. “I want to, Cherry. Trust me. Fucking you is almost all I can think about. Sliding into your tight, wet pussy, popping your cherry, making you mine in every way. Don’t ever doubt it. There is nothing I want more.”
“Then why…?”
I pressed our foreheads together and sighed. “Because I want to make sure you’re truly ready. That I’m what you want and you’re not simply giving yourself to me out of gratitude. Because I promise you, Cherry. Once you’ve given yourself to me, once I’ve had you, there will be no going back.”
Erin stared at me with a shocked expression, and I knew she needed some time to absorb everything. Right on the cusp of what was surely the strongest orgasm she’d ever had—if not her first altogether—was not the time to be making decisions like this.
I claimed her mouth again before helping her shift up to the top of the bed, settling her on a pillow and pulling the covers up around her delicious body. Hopping out of bed, I stalked into my bathroom and quickly cleaned up. I debated pulling on a pair of boxer briefs, but I ultimately decided that I couldn’t resist sleeping with our bodies pressed together everywhere, skin to skin.