Read Online For His Taste by Karolyn James - Free Book Online Page B

pleasuring.
    Bobby took charge and pushed Beth
with his free hand, forcing her to sit on the bed.  His erection stood just
inches from her mouth and while it became so tempting to just thrust forward,
he wanted to show Beth how beautiful she was.  He wanted to taste her beauty,
the sweetness that came from between her legs. 
    He leaned down and inhaled the
smell of Beth’s body… her desire, passion, and the subtle nervousness of her
sweat.  The mixture made him smile as he moved to his knees.
    “Bobby…”
    “No,” he cut in.  “Don’t talk. 
Just enjoy.”
    On his knees, he put his hands to
the bed, meaning to let his mouth take care of everything else it had to.  He
gripped the bed sheets tight and kissed just below Beth’s belly button, his
tongue running around all her skin.  Beth leaned back on the bed and kept
herself propped up on her elbows.  She had the urge to just lay back and let
Bobby have his fun, but something in her wanted to watch him.  She felt naughty
and sexy at the same time; a combination that never seemed possible for herself
but certainly a combination that she welcomed. 
    Bobby placed his hands on her knees
now, moving to the inside of her legs, up her thick legs, massaging her gently
but with just enough force to send tickling pleasures to her slit and through
the rest of her body.  The touching was enough to make her want to jump but it
didn’t actually make her jump.  Bobby left her teetering with perfection.
    His eyes were dark daggers staring
at her, engulfing the way she looked at him with those attempted innocent eyes
that held so much passion.  The rest of his senses engulfed the way her skin
felt and the way she smelled.  He opened his mouth and his tongue licked her wetness,
lapping at her from bottom to top, savoring what she had to offer him.  His
hands were now just an inch from her vagina, and with his thumbs, he stretched
Beth open so he could see her tender pink color.  A moment later, his tongue
was there, tasting her again, licking her all around, even testing her
tightness.  The tip of his tongue penetrated Beth with an orgasmic lightning
strike, forcing its way in against her warm pressure.  As his tongue moved in
and then circled inside of her, Beth couldn’t contain herself as her head fell
back and she let out a long cry of pleasure.  Finally having Bobby’s wild
tongue between her legs came almost as a relief.  She knew how he kissed and
now that same style – his free movements and no fear – pleasured her
elsewhere. 
    Bobby slid his tongue from Beth and
curled up, peeling at her wet skin, exposing her sensitive, throbbing clit. 
Just the movement of her clit made Beth jump and thrust herself.  Bobby’s tongue
came back down to her clit and he stopped there, letting the strength of his
mouth press against Beth, bringing her to a wild and sudden climax.  All the
muscles in her body tightened, along with her grip on the bed sheets.  She felt
her feet plant on the soft carpet of the bedroom and she started to grind
herself, offering more and more for Bobby to enjoy. 
    He did.
    He continued to kiss and pleasure
her through her orgasm, with each flick of his tongue like a brushstroke, creating
his own masterpiece between Beth’s legs.
    Not once in her life had Beth
experienced such a sensation of a man who wanted to taste her so badly.
    When her body released itself and
she could find her voice, and her breath, Beth looked down at Bobby. 
    “I need you,” she said with her
voice crackling.  “I need you.”
    “I’m right here,” Bobby whispered. 
    His lips came forward to her smooth
shaved skin, kissing back up her robust body.  As he kissed, Beth had a devious
idea of her own.  She worked her body down and off the bed as Bobby moved up. 
When she moved to her knees, she placed her hands on Bobby’s legs and pushed,
forcing him to take a couple steps back.  She was now eye level with him, with
his erection.
    “Beth,” Bobby