Page 80 of Desire

“Let’s eat so we can start your lesson.”

“How’d it go?” I asked as soon as Desire entered our home.

“I got the job!” she exclaimed. “They made an offer right away.”

I wrapped my arms around her, lifting her from the floor and spinning her around.

“Congratulations, I knew you’d get it. I’m proud of you.”

“Thank you. I don’t know why I had doubts. I’m a great teacher.”

I placed her back on her feet, but she remained in my arms.

“You’re great at everything you do.”

“You think so?” I nodded. “Give me some examples.”

“Well, you suck dick like a champ, and?—”

“Be serious!” She tried to push away from me.

“Baby, I’m serious as hell. I’ve been with a lot of women, and nobody has ever sucked my dick the way you do.”

She smacked her lips and tried to mush me in the head. “Man, get away from me.”

I released her from my arms, and she marched up the stairs, pretending to be mad. I heard the smile in her voice, though.

“Where you going, baby? I’m not finished giving you your props,” I said, following her.

“I don’t want to hear them if they’re all related to sex.”

“I can’t help it if you’re a sex goddess. As a matter of fact, Ria just went down for her nap. You deserve a reward for getting the job.”

When we entered our bedroom, I scooped her up from behind and tossed her on the bed.

“Az,” she shrieked. “I’m not fresh.”

“Woman, I wouldn’t give a shit if you just finished a marathon.”

Before getting on my knees, I pulled her to the edge of the bed by her ankles, grateful her skirt wasn’t tight. As I pushed it above her waist, I noticed her naked mound. Lifting my head, I murmured with my face barely an inch away from it, “Baby, you been outside with no panties?”

“It’s hot.”

Knowing she’d left the house without panties stirred the animal in me. I hadn’t noticed if it was something she often did, but if not, it would be from now on.

When my tongue swiped against her clit, she hissed and shivered simultaneously. Her worries about not being fresh must have gone out the window because she palmed the back of my head and tried to smother me in her essence.

I was addicted to the smell, flavor, and feel of Desire’s pussy against my tongue. If time permitted, I’d dive head-first between her legs multiple times a day. I loved how her juices sprayed my face when she climaxed, and there were many times I went to work with her sweet aroma on my face.

“Baby, I’m cummin’!” she cried as her body convulsed.

I happily lapped every ounce of juice she released, not giving in to her pleas until I was good and damn ready. I’d planned to only eat her pussy, but my dick wanted in on the fun. Standing and pushing my pants down, I slid into her walls with ease.

“Oh God!” she called out.

“I’ll never get enough of you, baby. I’d quit my jobs and fuck you all day if I could.”

This session wasn’t meant to be long, and as soon as I felt her pulsing around me, I filled her womb.