Invisible String

XI - Player of the Game

I then looked at her, Bea's eyes were so intense and dark while she bit her lip.

"Are you sure about this, Cait? You haven't done this before." This is not the first time that we're making love, but this is the first time that I am taking control.

Desire flooded my existence as if this was a contest and I wanted to prove myself to Bea. I wanted so hard to return all the pleasure she gave me.

"More than ready, love," I said as I left wet kisses from her under boob to her abs, then to her navel.

We locked gazes for a while, so drowned and engrossed in what we were doing.

"Open up, love," I said as I urged Bea to spread her legs for me.

There I saw her pinkish core glistening, looking so ready for me.

"Wider, love..."

I moved my head closer to her entrance, while Bea's hand was holding my hair. I traced her soaking slit with my nose, inhaling and memorizing her sweet, intoxicating scent.

A long, sweet moan filled the room.

I moved my index finger to her entrance, gliding it to her slit. Feeling her warm and wet opening.

"Love, please..." Bea was becoming impatient at this time. Her eyes were looking dangerously drunk and very horny.

I took my finger to my mouth and sucked it, all while looking at Bea. I licked it again to show her how much I loved her taste.

I brought my fingers back to her entrance, this time focusing on her clit. I circled my fingers around her clit, occasionally pinching it, while Bea was trying hard to stifle her moans.

I moved my head forward again, as I planted wet kisses on her inner thighs, dangerously making my way to her core but still avoiding it.

I blew a cold air on her now wet entrance. "What do you want me to do?"

"Fuck, you're killing me!" Bea's grip on my hair tightened.

"Beg," I said as I moved backward, letting go of my hold on her thighs.

"Love, please, I need your fingers and tongue on me. Now.."

She's cute when she's so desperate for my touch. So this is what it feels like to be leading this.

I just looked at Bea as if I were thinking if I should grant her wish, but Bea, being the impatient one, got a hold of my hair and dragged me towards her, so dangerously close to her wet core.

"Lick me, please." Her voice broke and sounded hoarse.