Champagne Brunch: The Stiletto Sisters Series by Ainsley Claire (easy readers .txt) 📗

My fingers reach the band of her thong, and she sighs loudly. I stop the long strokes and concentrate on the texture of the lace, stretching out my fingers until I can feel where her legs join her body. I rub my thumb down her slit. I can feel her getting wet. “What do you want, Mia?”

“You,” she whispers.

“Do you think you can follow my instructions?” I ask stroking her with the thin barrier of her panties between us.

“Yes,” she breathes.

“I will stop if you don’t do exactly what I say. If you can, you will be highly rewarded. Can you do that?”

She’s breathing deeply. “Please, Axel… Please make me come.”

“Ohh, mmmmm,” I mumble. I smell my fingers, and she opens her eyes to watch. “You smell so good, Mia.” Licking my fingers, I moan. “You taste good, too. Take your dress off,” I demand.

She stands up and pulls the dress over her head. Her breasts sit high, and her nipples are upturned and erect. She’s beautiful.

I reach for her, running my hand up the length of her leg and under the edge of her thong.

She’s so smooth.

I curl my fingers around the thong and slide it down to her feet.

Carefully I lean her back on the couch, and I can see how wet she is. I don’t touch her clit just yet, just run my fingers down her thighs, opening them up and feeling the hot dampness between them.

“Ahhhhhh,” she groans as I stimulate her outer lips. Sliding deeper, the dampness turns to wet as my fingers probe between them.

I’m determined to take my time. I want her—to taste her and enjoy her. She’s on edge, and I love the power I have over her right now. I’d never abuse it, but damn, I feel eight feet tall.

“Please, Axel,” she begs.

I take my fingers, wet with her own musk, and put them to her lips. “Taste yourself.”

She licks them seductively, like it’s my cock, and she takes that power right back. I’m ready to do anything she asks as she sucks my fingers to my palm and tweaks her hard nipples.

I pull my fingers from her mouth with a pop.

“It’s not fair that you’re dressed and I’m naked,” she notes.

“I’ll get there. But first, you’re going to come for me.”

Positioning myself between her legs, I spread her wide. Her small button is throbbing, and I know it’s sensitive right now.

Sliding my hands along the outside of her thighs, I move my face closer, the intoxicating smell getting stronger. My tongue swirls in her juices, and I love her flavor—slightly sweet with a tangy aftertaste.

“Oh yessss,” she hisses. “It has been so long.”

I start licking in earnest, flicking my tongue up and down and letting the tip press lightly into her entrance. I try to push it farther into her channel each time, letting her juices spread over all the different taste buds on my tongue, mingling in different quantities of sour, bitter, sweet, and umami. So sexy and erotic.

Mia puts her hands on my head, pulling me toward her, and she seems to be trying to get my whole face inside her vagina.

“Ohhh...mmmm,” she whimpers, moving her hips in time with my tongue. “So long, so long,” she repeats.

I can tell by her frantic movements that she’s getting close, but I don’t want her to climax quite yet. My cock is telling me it needs to be buried inside her. I really, really, want to push her over the cliff…

But I’m a greedy son of a bitch.

Mia’s still holding my head tightly between her thighs, but I withdraw my tongue and slide it upwards until I make contact with her clit.

She jumps and squeals as if I stuck a pin in her.

Before she can do anything else, I wrap my lips around the little, hard, bare nub and suck, ticking the end with my tongue.

“Oh God,” she groans. “You know I'll come if you do that, and I want you inside me.”

I stand and pull my Henley over my head. Her glazed eyes become hooded and she licks her lips.

“You like what you see?”

She places her finger at the corner of her mouth. “You’re incredibly sexy.”

I open the button and let my jeans fall around my knees, pushing my underwear down to join them before stepping out. I stand proudly in front of her, my cock rigid as a baseball bat and ready to score.

Mia wraps her hand around my cock. “I like to see all of you,” she murmurs as she pulls me closer.

I watch as her fingers explore my cock, sliding under the lip of my swollen, purple head and running around that most sensitive part. I open her legs and find her entrance. The wet noise of my fingers pivoting in and out of her while she strokes me fills the room.

She leans forward and licks the head of my leaking cock. I’m so close to coming, and I want to do that inside her pussy, not her mouth.

“That’s it, that’s it... Mmmm, oh yes,” I mumble as Mia runs her tongue all over the head.

“You said you had the shot,” I gasp. “Do you still want to go bareback? I know I’m clean.” I knew I was clean the first time she asked, but I’m done freaking out now.

She looks up at me, breathing heavily. “Yes. I want to feel you inside me.”

I’d swear fireworks were exploding right now.

I guide my cock to her slit and stiff nub, then push it upwards, the bottom of my cock sliding firmly across the whole of her protruding clit.

“Oh my God, that feels so good.” Mia moans rather loudly. She’s gripping the edge of the sofa