10.
Eddie
“Eddie?” Lucy’s voice is soft and uncertain and I open my eyes, wondering how long I’ve been standing here. The warm, shaky feeling is still rushing through me and I must have lost myself in it. She is still kneeling at my feet, but her head is no longer resting against me.
“Eddie, was – was that alright?” She’s staring at her hands in her lap, clearly no idea of how absolutely unbelievable that was. “I-I’m sorry I-“
I cut her off as I drop to my knees in front of her. My trousers and boxers bunch around my ankles but I don’t give a shit. I need to get to Lucy. Framing her face in my hands, I kiss her forehead. Her gaze lifts to reach mine and I smile what can only be a dopey smile at her. “Holy hell, Lucy. I mean, seriously. That was fucking incredible. I don’t even know how you…” I’m looking for the words to tell her that I usually have more stamina, that I can usually hold out for much longer, that I didn’t intend to come in her mouth. Instead I give up and shake my head. “Fuck.”
There’s a smile on her face as I pull her lips to mine, licking the taste of my own cum from her tongue as I plunge into her mouth. I don’t know how she does it, but Lucy ignites something inside me. Her arms wrap around me, pulling me closer until there is no part of our bodies from our lips to our knees that aren’t touching. She is moaning softly and I can tell from the way that her hips are moving that she wants me. I need a little time. But more than that I want to taste her, properly. I want to show her why I was speechless earlier. I want to show her what she did to me.
My thumb runs across her chin. “I love the taste of me on your tongue. And you smell so good.” Her eyes are on me, trusting but still cautious. She wants this, but I feel as though I’m skating on thin ice, one wrong move and I’ll go crashing through.
I blame her caution for my nerves and the way my heart is pounding in my chest as I hold her against me. I keep my voice low as I speak, watching for her reaction. “If you want to stop now, that’s fine, but I want to taste more of you. I want to taste all of you. I want to lick every inch of your body until you are shaking with need.”
Her eyes are wide but she nods at my pause.
“Would you like that?”
“Would you?” Her voice trembles but I can sense her excitement.
My hands stroke her sides. “At this moment there’s nothing I want more than to strip you down and claim your body with my tongue. But I won’t unless you want me to.”
She hesitates for just a moment. “I want you to,” she whispers.
My heart skips a beat. Leaning forward I carefully remove her glasses. She blinks as her eyes try to focus on me. I don’t give her time to, capturing her lips and kissing her until she surrenders completely, moaning in my arms. My fingers find the hem of her dress and I begin to roll it slowly up her body. The fit is tight and even with the zip undone it is a struggle to get it over her large breasts, but the end result is worth it. I sit back and stare at Lucy.
Kneeling in front of me, naked except for the thin strip of black lace of her knickers, is the most beautiful sight I have ever seen. Her arms hug her chest, as though trying to hide the ample bosom beneath. Although her skin is pale, she is covered in beauty spots. It is as though someone has scattered a handful of chocolate sprinkles over her and she needs me to lick them off. Challenge accepted. I want to know every part of this woman, memorize every hair, every dimple, every mole.
Her eyes are still having trouble focusing and I can see the nerves rising to the surface again. “You are so beautiful, Lucy.” I reach out slowly and touch her shoulder, rubbing her bare skin with my thumb. “Please let me see you.” She bites her lip. “Please, Luce.” And her arms fall down to her side.
My breath leaves me. Perfect. Just bloody perfect. There is no other word to describe her. Small pink nipples pucker up towards me like raspberries, begging for my attention. More chocolate sprinkle moles wink at me from her chest. Remembering the feel and weight of those gorgeous breasts in my hands, it takes a lot of willpower not to stampede towards them. “So beautiful,” I whisper.
The blush starts in her cheeks and settles across her chest. I notice the movement as her thighs tighten together. I lean forward, deliberately not touching her, until my mouth is level with her ear. I’m just about to speak when she murmurs a soft plea, “Touch me, Eddie.”
Something inside me snaps and I reach for her, running my hands across her beautiful skin. I flick her ear with my tongue, before moving down her neck. By the time I reach her chest she is lying on my carpet and I am between her legs, a small scrap of fabric the only thing separating my reawakening cock from her virginity.
I blow across first one nipple and then the other, delighting in the goosebumps that appears as each one stiffens. Her hands are wrapped around my neck and as I lower my lips to her breasts I allow her to direct my actions. She is already moaning and quivering beneath me and the firm press of her hands on the back of my neck is exquisite.
“I love your breasts,” I murmur against her skin, almost to myself as much as to her.
She arches her back, pushing herself towards me. “They seem to like you just fine.”
I love that her sense of humor is coming back. I chuckle and rub my face into her cleavage. “They don’t love me too?”
I can hear her grinning. “I’d say you were on about a five or six out of ten. Good effort, but they think you can do better.”
I chuckle. “Is that so? Tough crowd. Let’s see if I can move them up a notch or two.”
I go to work, kissing and licking and nuzzling her breasts, ignoring those perfect raspberry nipples. When I finally lick one she groans, arching her back again and clenching her hand into the back of my neck. “Fucking hell, Eddie.”
I look up at her, her brown eyes dark and heavy. “How am I doing now?”
Her breathing is heavy as I suck her other nipple into my mouth, rolling my tongue around it before sucking again, harder. She squeaks. Gasping for breath she manages to say, “Maybe… a… seven.”
“Not bad,” I run my tongue between her breasts until I reach her collarbone. She is panting as my face hovers over hers. “But I think I can do better than that.”
I claim her mouth with mine before she can retort, rubbing my chest against hers. My hips start to move, creating blissful friction between my already aching cock and her dampening knickers. How the hell am I getting hard again so soon? God, she’s stunning. I return my mouth to her breasts, adding teeth to the mix, nipping and licking and sucking and soothing until she is writhing beneath me.
“Eddie!”
I stop what I am doing, hold myself away from her and look back at her face. I can tell at a glance she is close, so close to coming. She is so fucking hot. I can see the torrent of lust and frustration playing out across her face.
“Yes, dear?” I say as calmly as I can, despite the huskiness of my throat.
She groans, grinding her teeth, her hips searching for mine to provide them with the pressure they so desperately need. “Please!”
If I had more self-control I would keep her like this, her body squirming beneath mine, lusty and hot. But she is too much. I want her, all of her. I want to watch her come as I suck on her. I want to taste her, to lick her clit until she screams.
“Anything you say, baby.” My voice is barely a murmur as I pull down her knickers and move my face between her thighs. I can feel the heat coming off her pussy and the scent of her arousal is incredible. She looks beautiful, so open and inviting.
“Eddie?” It’s only the shake in her voice that gives me pause. I see the fear in her eyes. “You don’t have to-”
My chuckle cuts her off and the surprise on her face only makes it last longer. “Trust me, babe. Just trust me.”
She gasps as I wrap my arms around her thighs and jerk her towards me, diving face first into her sweet, wet heat. A hum of enjoyment escapes me as I taste her for the first time and her hips buck beneath me. Talk about nectar of the gods. I lap at her, making my way slowly from the back to the hard nub of her clit. Her hands tangle in my hair, and when she pulls me towards her I give her what she wants, flicking her clit with my tongue and sucking it gently into my mouth.
In mere minutes she begins to spasm, her hips rolling into my face as she comes hard. My head stings where she is gripping and pulling my hair too tightly, but I don’t let it slow me down. I glance up and watch her breasts bounce as the orgasm moves through her.
For what feels like the hundredth time today I wonder if there is anything more beautiful than what I am witnessing. The light sheen of sweat across her body makes it look as though she is glowing. She keeps surprising me. How did I never notice her before?
I don’t stop licking until her orgasm has passed. She is still trembling, her eyes closed as I move up her body, placing tiny kisses on each of her beauty spots.
“Eddie.” Her voice is hazy and soft.
“Yes, dear.”
“Thank you.”