Essie sucks in a deep breath. “Will you make me come?” she asks quietly, lust thick in her voice.

“I promise.”

“Okay, then.”

I climb up onto the bed, feeling like a predator, seconds away from pouncing. There’s an element of truth in that. Essie doesn’t really stand a chance as I move in between her legs and take a moment to look at her. She’s staggering. “Your pussy is beautiful,” I tell her. “So fucking beautiful.” And it is. So pink and pretty. I can’t wait to taste her. She smells amazing. Sweet.

First, I trace my fingers through the folds of her flesh, shivering a little at how amazing she feels. “Ahhh, fuck, pretty girl. You want me bad, don’t you?” I have no doubt in my mind now that she wants this. None whatsoever. She’s so slick and wet, her pussy lips swollen. My fingers are literally covered in the evidence of her arousal. “Lie back, sweetheart. Let me take care of you,” I tell her.

She lies back, breathing heavily. I start slowly, straining against the desire to bury my tongue in her and go crazy. It’s hard, but I manage it. She tastes so fucking good. There’s a trick to eating pussy. When I was a teenager, Alex spun me some shit about tracing the alphabet with your tongue. He said I was guaranteed to get a girl off if I did that. That’s bullshit, though. Ask any girl and she’ll tell you that technique will only piss her off. You’re better off not fucking around. The most important thing when you’re licking a girl’s pussy is to find that sweet spot—how she likes her clit stimulated—and then stick the hell with it. If you find that magical spot and you have her screaming Fuck yes! There! There! the last thing you should damn well do is move on with your mouth because you’re only on K and you need to get to Z.

Rookie error.

Each woman is different. I start out slow with Essie. I figure she’s going to be complicated, and she is. It takes me three full minutes to find her sweet spot. I only know I’ve found it from the way the muscles in her thighs tighten around my head. She’s determined not to clue me into the fact that what I’m doing feels good. After another few seconds, I feel a rush of wetness on my tongue, taste the sweetness of her in my mouth, and I know I’ve hit pay dirt. My dick grows even harder, the tip of it brushing against my belly, desperate to be put to good use. I’ll only sink myself inside her when she’s pleading with me, though. Until then, I can wait.

“Fuck,” Essie hisses. She digs her fingers into my bed sheets, her back arching away from the mattress. I take the opportunity to slide my hands under her ass, so I’m half cupping her ass cheeks, half massaging the base of her spine with my fingertips. Gives me great leverage so I can sink my tongue a little deeper inside her as I repeatedly sweep upwards as well.

“Oh my god…”

Without a shadow of a doubt, she’s going to come if I keep going. She’s railing against it, unwilling to give in, but every time I press the flat of my tongue against her, I can feel how hard and swollen her clit’s becoming. Now, it’s time to ramp things up. The next time I move my tongue over her, I pause over her clit, gently sucking.

“Ahh! Holy…what the fuck!” Essie bucks against my mouth, hips rising clear off the bed. I grip hold of her with both hands, not letting go, still sucking, still flicking my tongue over her clit. I’m careful. I don’t suck too hard, and I don’t use my tongue too quickly. Most guys massively underestimate how sensitive that little bundle of nerves is. You go too far and the pleasure a woman feels will quickly turn into over stimulation. It’ll feel uncomfortable. I know just how to fuck a girl with my mouth to make her feel good. And I’m about to make this girl explode.

She starts rocking against my mouth, finally letting go. She doesn’t have a choice. I time the next part down to the very last second. Just as she’s about to come, just as her legs are tightening around my head, just as she’s beginning to scream, I let go of her ass and I slide my index finger and middle finger inside her pussy.

“AIDAN!! OH MY GOD, DON’T STOP!”

Even when she’s screaming my name, I can tell this is a surprise to her. Her pussy clenches around my fingers in the most amazing way. She’s so fucking tight. I know, when I make her come with my dick in a moment, she’s going to milk me dry.

I stop flicking her and I leave my tongue pressed against her clit, enjoying the taste of her orgasm all over my mouth. Slowly, I pump her with my fingers as she rides out the waves of her climax. She’s fucking amazing. With her body locked out, head angled back, breasts pressing up in the air, she is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.

I take my fingers away just as her body starts to tremble. She curls in on herself, shivering.

“Three minutes, Ess. I’ll give you three minutes and then I’m going to make you come again. Will you be ready?”

She looks up at me, a glazed, lethargic look on her face. She wears that just fucked look really damn well. “Will you be ready?” I repeat. I lean forward, placing my hands on either side of her head, holding myself over her. “Do you want me to make you feel like that again, pretty girl?”

She nods slowly, swallowing. “Yes.” I can barely hear her, but I can see the need on her face. I’m willing to bet this is the first time she’s felt like this. From what Arturo used to tell me, her sexual encounters have probably been fairly empty experiences. No one’s ever really taken care of her properly before. I’m glad the first time she is taken care of properly, it’s by me.

I lean down and brush my lips against her cheeks, against her forehead, her temple. She closes her eyes and sighs deeply. My cock is just about ready to blow up. I have to fuck her soon, but she needs this moment to process what just happened. Burying my dick in her straight away would be too much too soon. Instead, I lower my hips down so my erection is resting against her, so she can feel the length and the hardness, so she can get ready to receive it. More importantly, so she can want it.

The heat and wetness of her pussy is almost enough to drive me insane, but I hold back. Gradually, I begin to grind myself against her, waiting until I feel her hips respond, moving in rhythm with mine, before I push down harder.

“Oh, god…” Essie breathes this into my mouth, her eyes closed, hands moving up over my back, grasping hold of my shoulders. “Fuck, I need you,” she says softly.

“How badly?” I kiss her, sliding my tongue inside her mouth. She groans. She’s probably able to taste herself all over my mouth. The idea of that turns me on to the point of distraction.

“Just—please. Just do it. Just fuck me, Aidan. I need you inside me. Oh my god.”

I rock my hips back a little further this time, so that the tip of my cock presses against the opening of her pussy. She gasps, angling her hips, trying to push upward so I’ll slide inside of her. I manage to keep my head, though. I won’t fuck her without a condom. I’m not that fucking stupid.

I vault off the bed and find what I’m looking for in the nightstand beside my bed, rolling the condom onto my erect cock. Essie watches me with a look of doped ecstasy on her face. When I climb back onto the bed, she doesn’t let me tease her anymore. She takes hold of me and guides me inside of her, her muscles tensing, and I push all the way in. She inhales through her nose, eyes fluttering closed. I have to press my forehead against hers and take a moment myself. She feels so fucking good. So fucking tight. So fucking perfect. I’m surprised. Even with a condom, for the first few seconds I feel like I’m on the brink of blowing my load.

I breathe through the moment, kissing and licking at her neck, palming her amazing breasts with one hand and then the next. It doesn’t help that I can feel her pussy tightening around my dick every few seconds, squeezing. Takes monumental fucking concentration to talk myself down from the ledge.