Definitely his show

In a blur his face disappeared, and a strong wet tongue was on my clit. Again, I tried to scream. My soul hips bucked against his face in shock. That incredibly sexy chuckle floated up to me as my eyes rolled back. Dear God, this man knew how to use his tongue. The licking was insistent on my nub. I started rubbing against him. Sensing what I wanted he lifted his face to rub his beard on my most delicate flesh. My mouth tried to open with the waves of pleasure he was causing seemed to delight him based on the purring noise he made. Without warning that long thick finger forced its way in my tight hole. I bucked under him again in surprise. It had been so long since that had been penetrated, I’m sure it was back to factory reset. His tongue was licking me again. Deftly finding the little man in the canoe with the fist stroke.

A silent scream escaped me as he added a second finger. Lost in the sensation I rode his face and fingers. I could feel the tightening inside me. My hips bucked harder. God, I need the release. That was the only thought I could muster. Then he forced a third finger in, rubbed his bread in my delicate fold while nipping my heightened flesh. I was sure he heard the scream of release that echoed in my head as I felt the bliss that filled me as I fell over the edge. “That’s right, baby, ride it out.”

Once I could open my eyes again, I was greeted with his perfect face above me. On either side of my head was his hands. Caging me in. Beneath his smirking smile his beard glistened from my juices. Those swirling galaxies bored into my eyes. I couldn’t help but stare at him in awe. No one had ever made me orgasm so easily. In fact, I was an expert faker due to getting bored waiting for them to give up. How had he given me the biggest orgasm of my life with so little effort?

As I stared at him in lust-filled wonder, he lowered his head to my ear. Those near perfect teeth gently tugged on my earlobe. A lust filled husky chuckle escaped him before he whispered. “I’m just getting started with you. How loud can you scream?”

 Shudders shook my soul as he ran his nose down my neck to again nip at the base of my neck. “Such perfect skin. MMMM. You smell delicious” Kisses circled my neck before he raised his head to lock his eyes on mine again. That sexy as hell smirk flirted across his face. The hand that had been on the left side of my head cupped my face again, his thumb flicking along my cheek. Unable to move, all I could do was watch him lower his face. My lips felt like they were on fire as he smashed his mouth to mine again. This time he wanted more from me. He forced his tongue into my mouth. Seductive groans from both of us would have filled the air if I mine were actually uttered. My soul breasts arched against his exposed chest. Male chiseled chest plastered against my female softness. “So eager for me. What shall I do to you?”

A provocative smile shows he has decided what to do with me. Nibbling on my pulse point at the base of my neck, he slips an arm under my arching back. Leaving a burning trail of kisses and nips he works his way back up to my mouth. With my body pressed tightly against his, he thrusts his tongue between my lips when I tried to moan. As our tongues duel, he moves his knee between my legs. Never lifting his head, he rubs my tender flesh with the rough denim covering his legs. Based on the length of the kiss I could only assume my soul didn’t need to be breath. My hips were bucking against him. The friction on my sensitive nub building the pressure inside me again. Still not lifting his head, he moved his arm from around my back to my breast. Palming my breast in his giant hand, he rubbed my nipple between his fingers. Gently at first. Increasing in the roughness as I became more frantic under him. Once I began to groan into his mouth, he twisted my nipple while speeding up the friction between my legs. As I fell over the edge and the pressure exploded into pleasure, he swallowed my scream.

Once I came back to myself, he was again over me. His arms caging my head. “Getting louder. But I think you can do better.”